Part 8:
link “Yes?” Gwen turns at the soft knock behind her.
“Excuse me, my lady, the prince left these behind on the training field and he will be looking for them tomorrow,” Sir Leon says, stepping into the young prince’s room, holding a pair of small leather gloves.
“Hi, Sir Leon,” Llacheu greets the tall knight from his bed.
“Good evening, my lord,” Leon nods, handing the gloves to Gwen. He smiles at the young prince. “All ready for bed, then?”
“No,...
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