C509 William duchy 100

There was a light knock on the door: Knock, knock, knock.

The rhythm was low and slow, as if something brittle were inside.

The voice rang three times, waiting.

After a while.

Che slowly said: "Come in."

"Master."

Arthur lowered his eyebrows.

"Stand on the target in the corner."

"Yes."

Not yet.

A dart flew over and nailed Arthur's eye.

Arthur's heart trembled