Archery was a sport Sean really liked.

But…

“You can’t even pull a bow, and you want to compete?”

“Not just that. He’s barely as tall as the bow!”

“What is he doing here, trying to act tough at his age?”

“I heard there’s some nepotism involved. He’s just here to try things out. He won’t stay for long.”

Everyone at the competition murmured under their breaths, mocking him.

They wondered how rich his family had to be to send him into the training camp to pick up skills necessary for a successor at such a young age.

“Which family could it be? Leonard knows every rich and powerful family there is in Richburgh, but we’ve never seen him talk to this kid.”

“Yeah, and his surname’s Winnington.

“I’ve asked around. Among the Winningtons, there’s no one called Sean.”

in disdain, as rumors about his

camp itself was a mimic of society. It was filled with relationships, networks and

because this was

society when would be akin to fish in water, slowly conforming to the

upon others, and various unspoken

Sean was at the bottom of

if he got

training camp came

game involved comparing whose

he was from a family of higher status.Books

a machine, precisely filtering out all unfriendly voices so

admitted, not the slightest bit

thought he was trying

just forget it. Just go home and be with your mommy. Watch

time, I’ll see you in the arena. I’ll be able to lift the bow and arrow by then, and I can even take aim

What arrogance!

training for at least one month to be able to lift the bow and arrow

yet, what did

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