soveryne's

Updated: June 20, 2025

When he bent his elbows the sleeves flew up his arms, and these wristers became the most conspicuous thing in his whole attire. Ira was holding his book in the correct position now, so I saw a length of bare arms embraced at the wrists by brilliant bands of red. "'My manors, halls, and bowers shall still be open at my soveryne's will," chanted the boy.

Nelson Lloyd - The Soldier of the Valley