Rosie's Games

Chapter 170: Stories in the Snow

"What is this?" Rosalind's face turned ugly when she saw the large clearing in front of her. Duke Lucas just told her that they were going to have fun. He woke her up early morning while it was still dark so they could make the most of their day. Even Miu was here with them as she decided to bring the poor animal.

"What fun?" she asked. She turned around and caught him smiling. This man was clearly good looking, but for some reason, the way he smiled reminded her of someone who was planning to do something menacing. This was the same smile that he used when that man, Clinton Moller the son of the Duke of Lonyth, fell into his trap.

"You You are not planning on silently killing me, are you?" she took a step back. As if sensing her distress, the tiger growled. "Are you planning to slit my throat and bury me in the snow?"

But why?

Why would he kill her now?

When he unsheathed his sword, she immediately release her dark mists. Rosalind knew she won't be able to defeat him, but at least she could run away. To her surprise, the man just laughed at her. He actually laughed before looking at her with interest.

"One day, you will tell me your story," then he stabbed his sword into the ice.

"What is What are you doing?"

"During spring, this place would turn into a beautiful lake. Albeit small, it is deep and has enough fish. Today, we are going to fish."

"F Fish?"

"For your cat."

She looked down at Miu who was nestled in her arm. Miu was clearly not a cat.

Tabatha and the others gave Miu milk. After all, he was just a newborn youngling. No one expected Miu to grow as fast as he had. When they saw him, he looked like a normal cat. Now, however, he looked bigger. Everyone knew that he was a tiger, but even the others seemed surprised at his growth. She wondered if this was because Miu was a demonic red tiger?

*BANG*

After another stab, a large part of the snow collapsed. Lucas wasted no time and once again used his sword to make a perfect circle with a diameter of about two feet.

Looking at the large bloke of ice that he just fished out of the hole as if it was nothing, Rosalind could not hide her surprise. The block of ice was thick really thick.

She walked towards the hole. The ice was about three to four feet thick, but the fact that he easily broke it did not really surprise her that much. This man slayed beasts as if he was fighting some chicken while still looking good. How could someone stay that handsome while fighting against monsters?

Well, the Duke could easily do it.

"What are you" Rosalind widened her eyes when he threw away something in the water.

"Some meat," he said. "From beasts..." He added after a few seconds.

"Right. So where is the" She was not able to finish her question when he suddenly threw his sword into the water, using it as if it was a spear. She blinked, then she blinked again.

"Now, catch a fish using your bow and arrow."

"Huh?"

"Use it to catch a fish."

"I heard you, but are you telling me to shoot the fish using an arrow?"

"Then are you going to use that cat to catch a fish?"

Again, she blinked. He wanted her to shoot a moving fish? A moving target?

"Here, attach it to your arrows," he handed her a rope. "Attach the other end to your hips."

"Hips?"

"We are not going to catch a small fish." He held his hand on top of the water and soon, it started bubbling, then his sword flew out of the hole.

"You really caught a fish," she muttered absentmindedly. She did not even realize that catching a fish could be so easy. How could he just throw his sword like that? She looked at the hole and realized that she could not really see anything inside the hole. The water seemed dark because of the lack of light.

How could she use her arrow when she could not even see the target? How was that possible? She looked at him as she silently deliberated if she should ask him how to do it. In the end, she sighed.

"Can you teach me how to do it?" she knew that he was only teaching her things that would help her in the future. In this place, catching animals were the only way to survive. By now, he already removed the fish that was impaled on his sword and handed it to Denys who had already started a fire nearby.

"Of course," the Duke said. He approached her and removed Miu from her arms. He handed it to Denys who was quick to use some quilts as a bed for the animal. Seeing this, Rosalind took out her bow and arrow.

"A moving target is difficult to hit" the Duke said as he stood behind her. "Use your light to enhance your vision."

"Alright," she had forgotten about this. She could use her Blessing to enhance her body, make her stronger and faster and now to enhance her vision. Then he helped her pull the string. He let her lean against his chest as he held her hand, guiding it towards the target. The smell of cinnamon and musk filled her senses.

For some reason, this made her stomach growl. Of course, she could only pretend that she did not hear her own stomach. She thought she heard him chuckle but again, she did not say a word about it. He pointed the arrow up.

"Use your eyes," he whispered, his breath hot against her ears.

She could feel goosebumps on the back of her neck. She cleared her throat and decided to push her thoughts to the back of her consciousness. She focused on where the Duke was pointing and narrowed at what looked like a bird.

"Calm yourself."

She swallowed.

"On three breaths," he said.

She bit her lower lip.

Then she let go.

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