Duel of Arrows

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========Eleanor's POV======== Although Amelia was obviously in anger, she found herself nothing to do but to glare at me from across the banquet venue. Throughout the night, she could only sit in an awkward silence with her soaked dress, unable to muster the courage to engage in any social interactions with other guests. Once I bid farewell to all the guests as the banquet concluded and turned back, I was confronted with the sight of a disheveled Amelia. Her once-elegant dress clung wet and wrinkled to her body. She lingered in her seat, waiting until the very last moment when the venue was empty. Shivering from the cold, she attempted to compose herself with an air of arrogance, and declared, "You will get your lesson, Eleanor." "I'll wait for it," I replied with a confident smil

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