[Crazy. Why are there so many crazy people in Draec?]
Emlyn hurriedly handed back the beautiful bow to Gewen. "Ahh .. I'm sorry, Lord Gewen. I don't think I can accept a gift as nice as this bow. I'm afraid I will only ruin it."
"No... why did you refuse my gift? I brought it especially for you ..." said Gewen, pretending to be offended. "Besides, if this bow broke, you just have to tell . I'll give you a new one."
At that mont, Emlyn felt like pulling her hair. She just had a really embarrassing incident with Queen Elara, and now she had to deal with being approached by a gay general who thought she was a man.
"Very well, if Lord Gewen insists," Emlyn finally said, trying hard to refrain from beating up Gewen with that bow. "Thank you."
"No need to thank . I love helping talented people get a good bow," said Gewen. He then signaled for Emlyn to follow him to the archery field. "Co on, try the bow now. I want to know how your training yesterday with His Highness."
As he said that, he glanced at Mars, who was discussing sothing with Edgar. His lips curved up into an obvious grin. His mind was thinking about sothing funny, but he only kept the thought to himself.
Emlyn complied with Gewen's request and practiced the bow-drawing movent she had learned all day yesterday. Gewen was satisfied to see her performance. He then handed over a quiver with arrows to Emlyn.
"Now you can try to shoot the arrows at the target. We start at ten ters."
Emlyn took an arrow and put it in the bow. After focusing her sight on the target, the girl took aim and then released her arrow.
ZING
"Very good!" said Gewen. "You're very talented, as I thought."
Emlyn still stood rooted in her place, looking stunned. She didn't expect her first shot to hit the target directly, right in the middle.
Was this luck ... or was she really as talented as Gewen said?
"Now let's try a farther target .. 20 ters!" said Gewen. He pointed to a target that was twice as far from Emlyn's first target. Emlyn followed Gewen's order and took her shot.
ZING!
The second ti around, Emlyn was lucky again. She managed to shoot her arrow right into the middle of the second target. Again, Gewen praised her.
However, when the general asked Emlyn to shoot a target that was 30 ters away, Emlyn finally failed.
The arrow only flew 25 ters and then fell to the ground. Emlyn lowered her bow with a disappointed face. Gewen hurriedly approached her.
"Don't be disappointed. For a beginner, you did really well when you hit the two targets on the first try. However, you have to keep pushing yourself and train hard. You must aim to hit farther targets. In the battle, we should be able to shoot arrows up to 200 ters away. Thirty ters is nothing," he said. Gewen patted Emlyn on the shoulder. "Here, I'll teach you how to manage your strength from your shoulders."
He walked behind Emlyn and held her hand that was holding the bow. From the outsider's perspective, it looked like Gewen was just innocently training a young soldier.
However, this felt inappropriate and uncomfortable for Emlyn because she was a woman. The girl could only curse inwardly because of the unfavorable situation.
She could not refuse Gewen's help to train her. The man would be suspicious, and worse, maybe he would feel offended. Emlyn could only bit her lip and grumble inwardly.
"Why is your body so stiff?" Gewen comnted. His voice sounded so close to Emlyn's ear. "Co on, relax."
The man deliberately whispered directly into Emlyn's ear in his deep dark voice. He also squeezed Emlyn's shoulders gently, making the girl shudder.
Uff ... If Emlyn's suspicion was true, that Gewen liked the sa sex, wasn't this considered flirting on his part if he thought Emlyn was a man?
"Lord Gewen .. You are too close.." said Emlyn. "I don't feel comfortable. I would like to train on my own, please."
Gewen turned to Emlyn and looked into the girl's eyes with a playful glint in his eyes. "Ahh .. would Lord Aldrich prefer it if His Highness the Prince train you then? Yesterday, I saw how you looked so comfortable when the prince held you and helped you train."
Emlyn swallowed hard. She glanced at Mars, hoping he would look her way and realize that she needed help. Shit. It looked like Mars was busy.
Emlyn must think of a way to make Gewen leave her alone. She couldn't possibly beat up the man with this bow, could she?
Finally, the girl took a deep breath and whispered to Gewen. "Uhm .. Lord Gewen has very sharp eyes. That's right. I feel comfortable being trained by His Highness because I like him. After our steamy night in Glendale, I have fallen in love with him. That's why I asked my father to send here. I just want to be with His Highness again. ... "
Gewen stepped away from Emlyn and took a good look at the girl. His forehead creased. "You and Mars ... are lovers?"
Emlyn nodded. Better if she confessed as Mars's boyfriend, right? That way Gewen would leave her alone. Even though Gewen liked n, he would not dare to approach the prince's boy-toy.
Emlyn couldn't care less if Gewen would also think Mars was into n. After all, Mars had been rumored to be gay for years already since he never had a girlfriend.
Emlyn wasn't the one who started the gossip. She just took advantage of it.
"I'm sorry that I can't reciprocate your feelings, Lord Gewen. But I belong to the prince," said Emlyn again. "Please keep my relationship with him a secret. His Highness doesn't want a scandal if the public finds out he likes n."
Gewen was very surprised to hear Emlyn's words. "You ... you are really a man? You are not actually a girl pretending to be a man?"
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