Larry's POV
His words were bemusing, like I was wrong.
That statement made me wroth at heart and furiously, and as we were synced together, we both released our arrow.
He missed and so did I.
He lowered his bow and arrow and said:
"I don't have to answer an incapable heir..."
"I'd race you to the other side!" "If I won, you'd confess to me, and I'd decide your judgment." I cut in, trying to regain my breath.
"What!" He panicked, attempting to walk ahead of me, but I obstructed his path. My breath was heavy, and I felt I'd explode.
"Are you scared you'll lose to me again? Father?" I challenged, with a ridiculous smirk at him.
"And if you lose, I'm stripping you off your position and sending you into exile!" He petitioned and I swallowed hard.
I can't afford to lose, he's the best,
