Julian's Stand in Wife

Archery was a sport Sean really liked.

But…

“You can’t even pull a bow, and you want to compete?”

“Not just that. He’s barely as tall as the bow!”

“What is he doing here, trying to act tough at his age?”

“I heard there’s some nepotism involved. He’s just here to try things out. He won’t stay for long.”

Everyone at the competition murmured under their breaths, mocking him.

They wondered how rich his family had to be to send him into the training camp to pick up skills necessary for a successor at such a young age.

“Which family could it be? Leonard knows every rich and powerful family there is in Richburgh, but we’ve never seen him talk to this kid.”

“Yeah, and his surname’s Winnington.

“I’ve asked around. Among the Winningtons, there’s no one called Sean.”

as rumors about

itself was a mimic of society. It was filled with relationships, networks and

stepped in, because this

the rules of society when they grow up. They would be akin to fish in water, slowly conforming

upon others, and various unspoken rules

all these people, Sean was at the bottom

what if he got

part of the training camp came from a

game involved comparing whose family was more

even a member of the Winningtons. No one

like a machine, precisely filtering out all unfriendly voices so that he could

bow,” Sean admitted, not the slightest bit embarrassed. “It’s

thought he was trying to

Just go home and be with your mommy. Watch out, you might die here

I’ll see you in the arena. I’ll be able

What arrogance!

at least one month to be able to

yet, what did