Ch. 53: The Hunt (Part 1)

“Maybe if we find a buck, I’ll take a pair of deer antlers home with me,” he mused. Deer were understandably rare in the desert, so they’d make for a delightful novelty.

“Now I’m curious…” she laughed, but she left it be and stood up. “I have bows in my room, you can come pick one that feels good, or if you don’t find one there are more in the training quarters,” which were a little piece away from the castle, but they could go that way on the horses if he didn’t find something satisfactory. 

She entered her room and grabbed her favorite, as well as a quiver full of her diamond-tipped arrows and a few other less precious arrows. She handed him a quiver full of plain arrows and showed him the bows she’d already laid out on the bed before going down for breakfast. “See how they feel…” 

He raised an eyebrow, but only slig