"You're gripping the riser too tightly, Lady Penelope," a deep voice drawled.
Lady Penelope Thorne was not looking for a husband, but she was looking for a target.
Penelope let the string slip. The arrow whistled through the air and thudded—dead center.
"You're gripping the riser too tightly, Lady Penelope," a deep voice drawled.
Lady Penelope Thorne was not looking for a husband, but she was looking for a target.
Penelope let the string slip. The arrow whistled through the air and thudded—dead center.