13 Bow and Arrow (2/2)

”I have to be somewhere.” He tried to walk away and she trudged along holding on to his arm.

”I will go with you,” she offered.

”His Royal Highness should get a concubine.” He advised her referring to her inappropriate conduct and impatiently tried to loosen her grip.

”Help me just for today?” she whined.

”His Highness will have to forgive―”

”Please?”

He shrugged in derailment and picked his bow and arrow. Adeptly, he grabbed her toward him and helped her place her fingers on the bow. His huge bulky body was enveloping her tiny body which felt like possession according to her fantasy world that existed in the back of his mind. The mere nearness of him made it hard for her to breathe. How could he be so unaffected by the situation at hand when she was tumbling within.

”His highness must continue to work on strengthening his arms otherwise his skills will always be lacking.” He helped her pull the string backwards, his hand over hers.

She nodded breathlessly. Her arm strength was poor because she was truly not a prince like he thought.

'General Feng you brute, how can you be so blind and ignorant? Can you not see the effect you have on my body? How my heart is beating for you?'

S.V