Word is out- Part 1

Madeline felt relieved that the arrow missed, but she wondered how Calhoun had missed his aim. She noticed him picking another arrow before positioning it against the bow. The fawn had moved from the spot it had been eating the plants, unruffled as it hadn't felt the graze of the edge of the arrow. 

Feeling Calhoun move his hand, Madeline felt her body go still along with her breathing as she watched him draw the arrow. She was sure Calhoun was going to kill the fawn this time, but the arrow moved through the trees to get stuck in the bark of the tree. 

"Looks like today's aim is not good," she heard him mutter and her eyebrows drew together. Was there finally something Calhoun was not good at? She had heard of how Sophie's brother was bad at aiming, but she doubted the King was bad when it came to his aims.