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.”

in disdain, as rumors

was a mimic of society. It was filled with

never stepped in, because this

used to such conditions will these children familiarize themselves to the rules of society when they grow up. They would be akin to fish in water, slowly

looking down upon others, and various unspoken rules abound

Sean was at the bottom of

he got

part of the training camp came

of the game involved comparing whose family was

the Winningtons. No one thought he was from a family of higher

wasn’t sad about it. His brain was like a machine, precisely filtering out all unfriendly voices so that he could focus, focus,

bow,” Sean admitted, not the slightest bit embarrassed.

thought he was

then just forget it. Just go home and be with your mommy. Watch out, you

I’ll see you in the arena. I’ll be able to lift the bow and arrow

What arrogance!

month to be able to

yet, what