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Beyond the Walls (Flore & Blancheflor)
Ilusstration of Flore & Blanchflur
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The Prince and the Rose — A Love Beyond Law
In a realm of silk and shadow, where duty weighs more than dreams,
two hearts found one another in defiance of fate.
two hearts found one another in defiance of fate.
Flore, a noble born across the sea.
Blancheflur, a princess behind palace walls.
They should never have met.
But hearts are blind to borders.
Blancheflur, a princess behind palace walls.
They should never have met.
But hearts are blind to borders.
Their love was a whisper,
a secret blooming in the gardens of power —
too pure for the world that surrounded them,
too strong to be silenced by kings.
a secret blooming in the gardens of power —
too pure for the world that surrounded them,
too strong to be silenced by kings.
And though the walls were high,
and the rules unbreakable,
they dared to hope.
and the rules unbreakable,
they dared to hope.
Listen and Become Part of the Story
Let this song carry you through torch-lit corridors and moonlit balconies.
Hear the hush of forbidden meetings,
the breathless touch of stolen time,
the fire that refused to die — even when kingdoms burned.
Hear the hush of forbidden meetings,
the breathless touch of stolen time,
the fire that refused to die — even when kingdoms burned.
This is not a fairy tale.
This is a memory from before memory.
And now, it is yours.
This is a memory from before memory.
And now, it is yours.
The Tale — Flore and Blancheflur
He came as a prisoner.
A noble son, taken in war,
chained in foreign gold and silks.
A noble son, taken in war,
chained in foreign gold and silks.
She — the king’s niece, cloaked in duty and veils —
saw in him not a captive, but a mirror.
Someone who longed, who bled,
who dreamed.
saw in him not a captive, but a mirror.
Someone who longed, who bled,
who dreamed.
In secret gardens they met.
Among roses and jasmine, they wrote their names into the wind.
Among roses and jasmine, they wrote their names into the wind.
But love in palaces is a dangerous thing.
When their secret was uncovered,
the halls echoed with fury.
He was to be executed.
She, erased.
When their secret was uncovered,
the halls echoed with fury.
He was to be executed.
She, erased.
And yet —
he escaped.
He returned.
Not with armies,
but with love so fierce,
it tore down stone and law alike.
he escaped.
He returned.
Not with armies,
but with love so fierce,
it tore down stone and law alike.
Their reunion was no coronation,
but a vow in the dark:
No one, no king, no god,
would take them from each other again.
but a vow in the dark:
No one, no king, no god,
would take them from each other again.
The Legend Behind — East Meets West, Fire Meets Flower
The tale of Flore and Blancheflur is one of the oldest cross-cultural love stories in European medieval literature —
blending Christian and Muslim worlds,
knighthood and captivity,
desire and sacrifice.
blending Christian and Muslim worlds,
knighthood and captivity,
desire and sacrifice.
It was a favorite among troubadours and queens.
A story of a young man who dared to return,
and a young woman who dared to wait.
A story of a young man who dared to return,
and a young woman who dared to wait.
In “Beyond the Walls”, their love becomes more than legend.
It becomes a force of nature —
a storm, a sunrise, a vow unbroken by time.
It becomes a force of nature —
a storm, a sunrise, a vow unbroken by time.
Featured Quote
"Let kingdoms fall and temples turn to dust —
for what is love,
if not the one truth the world cannot unwrite?"
for what is love,
if not the one truth the world cannot unwrite?"