His Girl Knight novel Chapter 8

"While many of you will be swordsmen, all skills will be useful at some point in life," he continues. "You are dismissed. Iris, may I talk to you for a moment?"

Everyone gets up and heads out. I head to where the prince is and bow slightly.

"Yes, your highness?" I say.

"I hope that you have come to the realization, that you will not be able to train for a few days; perhaps even a week," he says.

"Yes, your highness."

"By instructions of the nurse, you are to remain in bed this first day and keep it still so that it can heal."

When he says this, I immediately protest. "No! I'm not just going to lie in bed all day. It's only the third day! I refuse to do nothing."

The prince chuckles weakly and runs his hand through his jet black hair. "I thought you might say something like that. Perhaps I can bend the rules a little bit."

He calls a servant to bring a chair outside to the archery grounds. Then he leads me outside. On the way there, my arm begins to ache again. As the pain gets worse, sweat drops down my forehead. The prince glances over at me and I see a slight change in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" He asks.

"I'm fine," I say as I wince a little bit.

"It doesn't look like it."

"I'm fine I said."

At that he goes silent and we make it to the training grounds. There I take a seat in the chair that was provided. I breathe a sigh of a relief as the pain subsides a little bit. Who knew that just walking could hurt your arm. I watch as the prince instructs the men on how to properly shoot an arrow. Most men already know how to.

As they shoot the targets, I notice a couple of men who just can't shoot it right. This begins to bother me and continue to watch until I can't handle it anymore. Standing up, I walk over to the first man. The prince also walks up to me and whispers in my ear, "What are you doing?"

"What you aren't," I reply.

"What do you mean?"

"It's so clear that some of these men have no idea what they're doing, and yet you just stand around acting like nothing is wrong. After all, you said yourself that at some point in you life you'll need these skills."

He sighs and motions for me to continue. I show the struggling man how to properly hold the bow and give him some tips. When he releases, the arrow flies into the edge of the target with a thunk. Grinning, the man gives me a thumbs up. I smile back at him.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify