1 Vanyel Sonnet

Oh Vanyel so bold

You sing like a lark

You pretend to be cold

Mental arrows hit their mark

You had sobbed

When your arm was broke

You felt robbed

When said that stupid bloke

H, Lady, it's nothing

Only his shield arm

Poor Vanyel, can't make that lute ring

You didn't cheat, Jervis did you harm

You didn't deserve this

You say with a hiss



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