The Two Roses - by Fides
The blood red rose of Lancaster
The corpse colour rose of York
Both armoured by mornings glory
Crowned each poisined stalk
The rose of passion and hate is red
For the fire within each vein
The rose of lust and murder
To these a prayer flame
The cold translucent beauty
Of re-turned virgin snow
The white rose of false innocence
The foam flecked rivers flow
See the young man lying
On a bed of stone, there nest
The red rose clasped within his hands
Carved, white, upon his breast
A poetry competition was held at the Feast. The lady Fides won the competition with the above poem and was also appointed as Bard to the Court of Albion by the Council of Regents. The lady was apparently unaware of Sir Alastair's Lancastrian heritage when she submitted the poem.