[Vol. 3] Chapter 66

After all the work and getting some beatings and scolding, I felt like losing the battle in just a few days. If I had known this was the test to marry a prince I would have married a farmer instead.

After running around the whole day, Arashi was now teaching me the hard characters of their ancient language. He had arranged papers and scrolls and a small table for me.

He took the wooden brush and put it in an ink pot and drew the characters easily as if it was nothing. I eyed him amusingly and asked, "How can you remember that many words?"

"It is about practice." He said. "Now, do it like how I did it."

I tried the strokes and carves the same way he did but his strokes looked like they had bloomed on the paper with full blossoms while mine looked like they hadn't eaten anything for a thousand years.

Arashi's brows ceased as he looked at my paper and scratched his chin. "You certainly have a praiseworthy style." He said and I pouted.