It had been such a long time since she was last able to use her bow. While she had practiced a few times at the Duke's Tower after the war, there was nothing meaningful to the practice other than to make sure she still knew the mechanics and motions to get the purest shot.
However, a moving target was something she hadn't experienced recently. The last time she had one was during the war, since the practice yard and its small storage sheds had been destroyed, so there weren't good targets to use. She wasn't going to force a knighthood that was slowly rebuilding itself in other ways to make special accommodations for her.
Felix wished she would demand more, but she preferred to demand less.
