Divale stared down for a while at the arrow Remore was offering her before she grabbed it from his hand.
Without paying him any attention, she moved down the grounds with the remaining arrows in her hands so she could continue with her practice.
She noticed he was following her from behind but she had no energy in her body to tell him to leave her alone.
She didn't have any malice toward him but it still didn't change the fact that he was her greatest enemy's son. She was already in a bad mood and had no intention of making it worse.
Divale pretended there was no one on the grounds with her as she placed the arrows in her sling before slinging it over her back.
She picked up her bow from the floor before she stood in her stance and took an arrow out to shoot.
Remore was standing uncertainly in front of her as she stretched the bow with her eyes on the target which was a split distance away from him.
"Divale, I-"
