The snap echoed through the empty expanse of the training grounds, and it instantly caught the attention of the both of them.
Adelia's expression quickly shifted to one of horror as she stared at the broken shaft, while Azel in contrast seemed thoroughly confused.
'No...' she thought, her body trembling with a different kind of unease. 'What have I done?!'
"You broke it," Azel blurted out after a long moment of silence and her eyes fled back to him. His gaze studied her. "...How did you break it?"
Adelia had to fight the urge to gulp; she couldn't afford to give herself away, not to just anyone. He was shocked, she could tell, but also undeniably curious.
She couldn't let him know...
"The bow is old, and its wood has grown weak," she responded smoothly, more than she had ever done in her life. "How else could my delicate arms have snapped it in two?"
