Fair was the blossom, and faithful and true But fairer the tree from which it grew For Manticore's flower our grief is displayed For Honor has fallen to Haven's red blade. For Manticore's navy and Grayson's she flew; Fearless her ship and devoted her crew. Through terrible odds her commitment was keen To keep to her word and to honor her Queen. I will remember till memory dies Grayson's deep anger ablaze in her eyes As she challenged Burdette in the whole council's sight "Send for your sword and may God aid the right." I'm drawn to a standard I cannot attain My beacon a Lady, a Knight without stain,