Chosen Hour
Unfashioned his cloak and tossed it at her
The men are in your chamber awaiting your pleasure
Reveal all my little secrets
Put her knees into the horse
The big ranger looked to her
A trifle plain though
That will not serve
Unfashioned his cloak and tossed it at her
The men are in your chamber awaiting your pleasure
Reveal all my little secrets
Put her knees into the horse
The big ranger looked to her
A trifle plain though
That will not serve