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Updated: May 8, 2025
The bracelet may be of gold or jewels or even of silk interwoven with spangles like Tara's impromptu token. The two who are bracelet-bound might possibly never meet face to face. Yet she, who sends, may ask of him who accepts, any service she pleases; and he may not deny it even though it involve the risk of his life.
Half across the world you called to me; and I've come home to you ... with every atom of me ... I'm loving you; and I'm still ... bracelet-bound...." This time her lips trembled into a smile. "And it's not one of the Prayer-book affinities!" she reminded him, a gleam of that other Tara in her eyes. "No, thank God it's not! But you haven't answered me, you know...." "Roy, what a story!
"But not even these two big things not even your Birthday are my reallest reason for writing this particular letter to my Bracelet-Bound Brother. Do you remember? Have you kept it, Roy? Does it still mean anything to you? It does to me though I've never mentioned it and never asked any service of you. But I'm going to, now. Not for myself. Don't be afraid!
For that once, she flung aside the veil of grown-up reserves and wrote straight from her eager passionate heart to the Bracelet-bound Brother, unseen for years, yet linked with her by an imperishable memory; and now linked closer still by a mutual grief. The comfort to Roy of that spontaneous, Tara-like outpouring had been greater than she knew than he could ever let her know.
"Now you are Bracelet-Bound, my son. So young!" Roy felt a throb of pride. It was clearly a fine thing to be. "Must I give a 'broidered bodice'?" "I will broider a bodice the most beautiful; and you shall give it. Remember, Roy, it is not a little matter. It is for always." "Even when I'm a grown-up man?" "Yes, even then. If she shall ask from you any service, you must not refuse ever."
You're not chucking me for good eh?" She slowed down a little, perforce; needing her breath for this new and hopelessly intractable Roy. "Really, I've never known you ask so many foolish questions in one hour before. You must have drunk some potion up on the moor! Have you forgotten you're my Bracelet-bound Brother?" "But that doesn't bar the other thing.
He was so surprised, so comforted, so elated by this tribute from his High Tower Princess, who was an exacting person in the matter of heroes. Now besides being a Knight and a champion he was Bracelet-Bound Brother as well.
It was her pride in his achievement, so characteristically expressed that flattered his incipient masculine vanity and added a cubit to his stature. He knew now what he meant to be when he grew up. Not a painter, or a soldier or a gardener but a Bracelet-Bound Brother.... Gingerly, almost shyly, he slipped over his hand the deftly woven, trifle of ribbon and gleaming hair.
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