Natalia turned to Mattew, her face still showing clear disbelief. “Are you a professional archer?” she asked, trying to understand what she had just witnessed.
Mattew gave a small smirk and shook his head. “No. I’ve never used a bow before.”
She blinked in confusion. “What do you mean?”
“This is my first time,” he said calmly, stretching his fingers as if it were nothing unusual. “I just pick things up quickly.”
Natalia stared at him, her lips parting slightly in surprise. Before she could question him further, Mattew nodded toward the target.
“Go ahead,” he said. “Your turn.”
She hesitated at first. Her grip on the bow tightened as she looked at the target, then back at him.
Mattew tilted his head slightly, a faint teasing smile on his face. “What’s wrong, Blackwood? Don’t tell me
