Chapter 25: Chapter 25

" For the lady", she blushes at the gentleness and sudden formal way in which he addresses her but gratefully shuffled over the rock.

"What a nice gentle man, cleaning the rock for you idiotic Buffoon to sit whining about to kill us. I smelled my mate away that was the reason for my silence. I won't let you kill me just like that" Talia spoke angry through mind link

"Shut it, Talia. So you knew and didn't say anything"

" Why should I tell a stubborn suicidal moron like you when you won't listen to me" Talia cuts in when Arslan speaks

''Good'' Arslan questioned

she nodded "yes thank you''

she was now able to comfortably watch the scene that was playing out across the water and so Arslan concluded his role completely and he moved back towards his position picking his practice bow and began to practice. Within seconds, Arslan had regained his previous level of focus as he drew the bowstring back towards his cheek. He adjusted his arm after taking a deep breath to steady his shaking hand, he released.

THWACK!.

THWACK!

A perfect bullseye from a range of ten meters.

Arslan satisfied? of course not, three shots is too much. The range needs increasing and he needs to be able to hit the bulls-eyes

consistently from different angles. He doubled the distance from the target so that he now stood twenty paces away and he envisioned the parabolic path in which the arrow would follow as now gravity would start to be a factor, albeit a small one.

"You're good with the bow" she praised trying to get on his good side.

Arslan shook his head, the girl had only seen his one good shot out of several shots he had made.

"No, that is not so. Perhaps now, I might be good at making that single shot from that distance but that is not enough to be called good with the bow.

She pouted slightly at her praises being dismissed so readily. she'd begun to feel more comfortable around this man as she decided that he would not harm her. He was busier with his bow than attending to her. It felt like he didn't care about who she was unlike most men who will pervert try to make friends with her.

"I am born of royalty you know, usually people are happy to be praised by me.

"Is that so? will the lady bring her royal guards and arrest me for not being completely humbled by her every word?

The girl did not expect such a harsh response and could only respond hesitantly.

Arslan prepared another shot having aimed too high on the previous one as he responded idly to the young lady

Felicia observed Arslan closely releasing practice shots from his bow to a tree. And she speaks.

" For that angle, you need to aim down a bit" she commented

Arslan turns in her direction, he regarded her lightly with a glance and then turned back to his task. I know she is good with words but I have pride too. won't be taught by a girl however, why am I pulled by this intoxicating scent. I must not stay closer to her before I lose my mind.

"What do you know about arrows and bows, from my perspective, you are just a spoiled noble daughter who is trying to end her sad pitiful miserable life"

'' Well, I can't argue about that, I guess I do look pitiful, she bows her head in sadness, Arslan said those words to spite her expecting an explosive reaction however Arslan was surprised to see her readily agreed to his words.

"Mmmm, is little miss familiar with the bow?

"little" Felicia felt insulted twitching her eyebrows " Mind you, I am close to my twenties and am not little. I have a name and yes I often watch my father's men training"

"Then what name is the lady called by? Arslan questioned drawing his bow.

"You not going to make a good shot that way, allow me to show you a trick." Arslan nods his head while drawing the bow. Felicia got up from her seat and walks up to him. Felicia smelt his resistible intoxicating scent. Her wolf Talia began to wag her tail uncontrollably.

Arslan's eyes widene when he felt her presence behind him. He glances with the corner of his eye. Felicia stood behind him smelling him and she speaks.

"I am Felicia since you saved my life, allow me to teach you what I know" Arslan sighed and willingly agreed. she held unto Arlsan's hands.

"Raise your brute shoulders", she touched his shoulder rubbing it sliding it down as she felt the sexiness in his brute shoulders

"Aim a little higher and adjust your hips" she romantically held onto his hips adjusting it to proper position standing behind his back. They both stood like some love birds feeling the warmth of their body. knocking another arrow. He drew back steadying his breath, taking a deep breath as commanded by Felicia with a charming soft subtle voice she whispered to his ears."Shoot"

THWACK!

The arrow fires and travel through the parabolic path they envision.

A bullseye, "see I told you" she whispered to his ears as she chuckled.

"Listen to me and you 'll be an amazing Archer in no time"

"Wow" surprised.

Arslan, I guess I shouldn't judge a book by his cover, three more shots again from his bow with the teaching methods and calculations from Felicia made in this spot

THWACK- BULLSEYE

I wondered if I go back and retry the same angles, will I be able to do it in one shot? Questioned Arslan

"If you listen to me, I do ready to teach you swords and other sorts of things"

"Other sort of things" Arslan pervert-Ly looks at her.

"No, pervert. I mean bows and shield and fights"

"If you know that much, why do you want to end your life?,"

"Well, am hated by my family and everyone around me even though I worked so hard to be acknowledged by them. They believe I bring misfortune to anyone who entangled with me either by friendships or by talking. They believe I was a curse to the family because karma said I was born as a goddess to punish my family for a sin I don't fully know and for that reason am always cook up close in the castle-like some prisoner. My life has to be boring and now am being forced to marry a disaster waiting to happen, an arrogant man I don't love and am sure he despises me also."

"Then, why live your life for others to acknowledge or accept you. Why not lives a fun carefree life as if no one exists. Don't allow situation dictate how you should live, pardon my manners Arslan Wigglesworths. He walks closer to her with his gaze set on her.

" You have taught me a few tricks about a bow, allow me to show you how fun this world would be when you don't give a damn about what anyone thinks about you, let's test out that theory if you were a curse to bring misfortune." Arslan gently picked a rebellious strand of hair from her hair when a growl from her stomach rumbles. They both laugh,

"You must be hungry, I know a Good food inn, am sure you wi