I didn't need to check myself in the mirror one last time. "Heya, Minis how do I look?" Ili turned in front of me. "Clean? Tidy? Proper?"He wore a red boy's shirt in satin with tiny silver flowers embroidered all over, his nod to his Uncle Kall and my colours, with his kilt in a creamy silver silk. His sandals were neatly buckled and his hair combed perfectly. His gloves matched his kilt
Published on February 03, 2011 16:58