The lights went out,
A scream let out,
At the midnight hour,
A body fell from the tower…

I walked past the guards, and scanned the estate
My job to discover the dead King’s fate
Chief Detective in charge, 20 years on the force,
This is my biggest job yet, so I set on my course.

Searched left and right and all through the mud
I found the poor king; soaked in blood.
How did he fall from the battlements high?
To lie lifeless, next to the pigs and their sty?

Who would dare to bump off the top guy? 
I’ll quiz the staff’s movements till I find out why.

The cook said she wasn’t near the tower of the keep,
The gardener claimed to fast, fast asleep
The soldiers, and knights were on sentry till late,
While the guards were out front, guarding the gate

The butler was far from the tower, way out of sight,
The blacksmith declared he was frightened of heights,
The queen wept in her chamber, deep in lament,
Replied through the keyhole – “I’m in no state to comment”
I went back to the late monarch, and tried to decide,
Who could have committed this royal regicide?
Then something caught the corner of my eye,
Something sparkly, the same colour as the sky.

A sapphire lay in the dead ruler’s fist,
I thought back to the interviews, who had I missed?
What’s the connection with this precious stone?
Perhaps it’s the one that’s now left all alone.

I walked up the staircase, and strolled down the hall
Then knocked on the queen’s bedroom, standing upright and tall
She answered the door, making sniffling sounds,
And that was the moment I noticed her crown…

An array of gems, as bright as the sun
Most of them there, none missing but one
Flashbacks took over… that same sky blue…
My fears were confirmed, “IT. WAS. YOU!”

She looked at me, nervously, her face making faces,
Her lips and her eyebrows all out of their places,
“Please don’t put me in cuffs” She looked in my eye,
“I’m not really guilty. And I’ll tell you why”

I let her continue, my eyebrows raised,
And on she went, as I held my steady gaze,
“You see, it all started in the late of last night
We were simply bored. So we snuck out of sight
We ran up the the tower, climbed onto the terrace”
Then, she looked down. She was scared and embarrassed.
“We…We began to dance. To tango and waltz
But he tripped and he slipped, I’m afraid its my fault…”

I eyed her, suspiciously, up, down, left and right,
She stared into space, her face pale and white,
She chewed on her lip, as I chewed on a thought,
Could she really be innocent, now she was caught?

I made up my mind and strolled out to the hall,
Her sighed carried after, “Will I now take the fall?”
Without turning my head, I said: “What do you mean?”
“It was a simple misadventure, that’s all, my dear queen”