The Ballad of Elle and her Cybernetic Heart

In a realm where magic and gears intertwine, Lived young Elle, whose fate was not to shine. Slain by kin, her life unjustly taken, By dark science, she was reawaken. A genius cloaked as a godmother fair, Revived her with a mechanical flair. Her heart of cogs, her soul anew, She rose to court, a princess true. Beloved by all for her kind deeds, She healed the land, planted benevolent seeds. Yet, darkness lurked, a puppeteer's string, Forced her hand, a tragic fling. Her prince, her queen, by her own hand fell, Unknowing pawn in a fairy's cruel spell. In grief, she toiled for her people's gain, A manufacturing marvel, amidst her pain. Adventurers came with a lord's demand, To unite their lands, hand in hand. Tasks completed, her heart agreed, To wed Lord Albert, in Titasal's need. But truth unveiled, the fairy no sprite, Elle's cybernetic form hidden from sight. Onward to Albert, doubts arose, Her humanity questioned, amid her woes. Kidnapped by bandits, vile and crass, Freed by Nutter Butters, a treacherous class. Treated as chattel, no solace found, To Lord Albert, she was bound. Albert's kindness, a balm to her soul, Showed her worth, made her whole. Vengeance he sought for her mistreatment dire, Their love a beacon, an undying fire. Together they stood at Forti-Audeaux, Against the coup, the Nutter Butters' blow. In battle's rage, they fought side by side, Yet peace escaped, in death's cold tide. Elle and Albert, their lives entwined, Fell to the foe, their fate resigned. A ballad of love, loss, and gears, Echoes their tale through the years.