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he girls eat their breakfast before going to the archery yard. The man who helps everyone with their archery skills, began picking out bows for the ladies. He kept them in a small shack hanging on the wall not too far away from the targets. He knew some of these ladies were not too efficient with a bow, so he would watch them and try to help them, if needed.
He was hoping they would not come back, but he must do his job. He could have been a champion, but he broke his arm, and it grew back crooked, so he works here to instruct guests at the castle now. At least, the castle gives him a room for free no matter that it is in the servant’s quarters. He didn’t have any hope that his arm would straighten out.
He watched the nine ladies who came before as they began their target practice. Th
