Penelope looked over at his hand as he held it up. Seeing that there wasn’t any blood stains, she felt a bit better about practicing archery. “That’s good. I don’t want to push your hand too much but, if it kept up after sparring, you should be able to practice a little longer than yesterday.” The knight agreed. 

She nodded her head in agreement as he mentioned sleeping in a stable again. [i]Or bad weather..[/i] She added silently to herself as she recalled the storm from the night before. Penelope’s gaze flickered nervously to the clouds above. They seemed peaceful now, she just hoped they stayed that way. “Yeah. Stables it is then. I mean, if it comes down to camping, we can take turns keeping watch.” She said with a shrug, knowing they couldn’t completely relax if they were out in the open. 

The knight walked onward falling into a silence as she looked ahead. She began to think about how Crow mentioned that she might be able to get into the castle if she passed herself off as a woman fleeing an abusive husband. Her gaze drifted towards the faint town in the distance as she wondered about making contact with a servant or two to help getting her behind the castle walls. [i]If they leave to do errands like the ones in Brerra it shouldn’t be too difficult...[/i] She thought hopefully. 

After a while of walking, she noticed that it was getting late. The sun would be descending soon enough so she figured they’d better stop to practice archery before they lost the light. The castle had grown bigger and closer now that they had covered more ground. [i]It won’t be much longer..[/i] Penelope thought with some displeasure. She glanced over at the bow Crow carried and felt a small burst of determination that was brought from her desire to make sure they were prepared as possible. “Come on. Let’s stop here and work on your archery.” She said, moving off to a clearing she spotted ahead of them. 

She set down the bags and grabbed the carving knife to once again make one of the trees into a target. “So, do you remember the proper posture?” She asked, glancing over her shoulder at him.