They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 431

Chapter 430: She’s Not Good Enough

Arthur noticed the smoothness of her movement, the subtle grace in her stance, even in something as rigid as archery.

He remembered her that night at the Grand Ball, elegant, light on her feet, dancing like moonlight.

That same girl had learned all of that in just two weeks. Two. And now here she was again, absorbing every correction with lightning speed.

There was something about her. Unassuming. Quiet. But sharp.

He didn’t understand why he felt a strange calm, even a pull toward her presence. But he didn’t fight it either.

Nnenna, on the other hand, was beginning to panic inside. Why was he hovering? Why was he speaking so softly? And why did it feel like his voice had gone from ice to… misty rain?

She quickly realigned herself, desperate to finish the shot and end the awkward moment.

“Release.”

Thwip!

Her arrow landed with a firm thud, near perfect.

Arthur’s lips twitched… into something almost like a smile.

“Excellent,” he said quietly.

Nnenna stepped away from the bow, her heart pounding, not from excitement, but from sheer discomfort.

She had no idea why she was so unsettled. Arthur was just being a good teacher… right?

Besides, her mind had already started to drift toward someone else. Somto had been out of sight, but not out of mind. Every now and then, she would catch herself wondering when she’d see him again.

Arthur, meanwhile, watched Nnenna return to the line, a strange feeling tightening in his chest. Admiration? Curiosity? He couldn’t name it.

first time in a

He wanted to.

breath finally steadying as she

didn’t know what was more disturbing, his uncharacteristic warmth, or

normal. Not at

fists. Just focus. This is training, not

straightened his shoulders and masked the tiny flicker of embarrassment

What just happened?

distractions, not from her, or any other girl. His best

this reminder, Arthur’s face returned to its usual stoic calm

Miss Serena.

strutted forward with confidence, flipping her newly dried hair over her shoulder like a banner of war. Though the earlier prank had soaked her pride, she wasn’t about

not as close, but patient nonetheless. He adjusted her stance with

Don’t lean so much on

hit her mark,

“Whoa…”

that?

Like,

wonder she’s the princess of

she’s not

but her eyes quickly slid sideways

it faster than

twisted in her chest. That

the top in everything. She was born into it, raised for it. But today, someone who came from nowhere, literally, had

I’m not as

tightened her grip on

just means I need to

approvingly. “Good. That’s

quickly, searching his face, hoping to see something more than

neutral gaze and

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