Markos sat beside Theodemar. [color=f7941d]“I don’t see your daughter growing up to be a weak, lady-like woman.”[/color] He said watching her as she struggled to knock her bow. [color=f7941d]“She seems willful and strong. I think it’d be good for Jovian to have someone like that, especially if we don’t know what the future holds for our children. War could breakout.”[/color] He finished as he scratched his beard, clearly thinking about the future.

Jovian laughed as she struggled. [color=deepskyblue]“I was like that too.”[/color] He said. [color=deepskyblue]“Okay the next step is to aim down the arrow and look at your target.”[/color] He said as he showed her. [color=00aeef]“My dad is a good teacher.”[/color] He added in, while concentrating on the target. [color=00aeef]“When you feel ready, you let go the arrow!”[/color] He almost shouted. The arrow released and whizzed through the air. Smacking the outside of the target. [color=00aeef]“Aw. I’m not the best.”[/color] He said ashamed hanging his head, then looking at her. [color=00aeef]“Now it’s your turn.” [/color]He smiled.