Chapter Seven
Rescue
“Atty, the Battle Lord needs to see you. Immediately.”
She glanced up from the drawings Cavender had handed her. The blade smith was wanting to start making a line of elaborately carved longbows along with his already famous collection of knives and swords. And he had asked Atty to help him with the logistics in the designs, to make certain he didn’t create a weapon that wasn’t useable.
Since Atty’s weapon of choice was the longbow, and her incredible ability with the weapon was now a well-known fact for miles around, more and more people were switching from the shorter bows to the bigger ones, to emulate the woman they had come to admire. It surprised her that others would want to copy her technique, but it didn’t bother her. What she didn’t expect was for Cavende
