You were sitting on the throne as you watched all the suitors in the throne room. The men of the royal council were talking when you, stood up from the throne, you picked up olf bow, disassembled bow and raised it as you recited the challenge.

"Whoever can string my husband's old bow." You held the bow high. "And shoot through twelve axes cleanly." You pointed at the axes with your free hand. "Will be the new king, sit down at the throne..." You took a deep breath, throwing your bow towards the suitors and looked at the throne where your husband and first love once sat. Then you looked at your suitors sternly. "And rule with me as his queen." You concluded by placing your hand on your chest.