Englyn Penfyr for Rudolph Fekter
Crown Tourney Day brings forth Caidan’s best
To test their skills and mettle,
All fighters in fine fettle.
A baron from far reaches strikes a pose
‘Gainst foes who heed battle’s cry
Alas Rudolph gets the Bye.
Unfazed, he strides forth to fight Alsander
This land to rule is the prize
And shine in Amecia’s eyes.
Butterfly and reremouse clash in the air
A daring battle ensues
The baron is loath to lose.
Amecia tends to Rudolph’s grievous wounds
And soon he’s fit for battle
His spirit never rattled.
Notus Atticus, a balanced fighter
To smite Rudolph is his quest
Rudolph takes his final rest.
Crown Tourney advances without Rudolph
Who’s doffed his armor and helm
To watch who will rule this realm.
Mistress Philippa
Llewelyn Schuyler ~ weaver of words and wadmal
