"This..." Esme glanced at the arrow in her hand, her brows tugged together in contemplation. That day, she did not get the chance to take a proper look at it. But now, she could see the intricate markings towards the shaft of the arrow.
In the past when they were in Nevesray, she has seen the archery manuals of her elder Brother, Adrian and she still remembered a few things from it. Any arrow or bow which has such markings are never ordinary. They either hold magical powers.
When she reached the Capital City of Visteria, she was attacked by someone near the sea. And she remembered that the golden arrow which was shot at her also appeared very rare. She has never heard anything about a golden arrow.
But this one...Esme averted her gaze back to the arrow in her hand. This one was not rare. She was sure that such intricate markings on an arrow only meant one thing.
