While Ida and Larissa talk in her study and catch up with the recent updates in her life, Alastor, on the other hand, was unfortunately dragged by Lenard towards the training area of the mansion under the heat of the afternoon sun.
Lenard took the bow and arrow resting against the weapon rack and handed it to Alastor, “Shoot,” he ordered, pointing at the target dummies 50 steps away from them.
“Is there a prize if I hit the target?” Alastor joked, trying to lighten the atmosphere between them but Lenard’s face remained stern.
Ever since Alastor had taken Larissa away from her engagement with the crown prince, Lenard was not fully happy with it although he had already approved of their union.
“I am just trying to see if you can still shoot well,” Lenard stepped aside and crossed his arm
