I stand, studying all the details on his face. His bright green eyes with specks of golden amber, his blonde wavy hair, his tan skin perfectly sun-kissed. I study his body, his muscular arms reaching out to me, with the biggest hands I have ever seen. He's wearing a long pair of white trousers, no shoes and a white button down shirt with a rounded collar. I stand closer, embracing the moment to its fullest. I notice Hunters' hand, a little mark. I stare it for a few seconds before my thoughts are interrupted.
"It's our bond, my love." His voice filled with love and ecstasy. I smile, bigger than I have before I'm sure. I look at my own hands and there as true as rain, I have an arrow too. The arrow pointing to Hunters'. My mother kisses me cheek, my father kisses my head, they both hug me
