A Rose on thorn

The mistake of one careless night
Became a plague for a thousand years

She couldn't guard her farm
And will let any man come and plough
so when she was lost
in the spell of her ecstasy
It didn't take extra time to sow

Formed by the biology of nature
She never knew
That it baked a piece of Gold
So when for shame,
she didn't think twice
The Golden foetus was flushed out

Murder!
Another king
Didn't get to wear his crown