This was more difficult than you wished. The tournaments this year were now making the reward worth it.

Marrying the prince?! Yeah, You needed to win back your prince.

So here you are, Watching your competition. Aiming arrows at targets that are at least a whole yard away. All getting close but no bullseye.

So, You hold your bow and arrow. Closing one eye and trying to see your aim. Til you hear a voice.

"... I believe in you, Mon Amour!" It was none other than Wally.