Chapter 85 - Chapter 85: The Girl who lost her mind

"We don't really do much here, honestly. But do you have any experience with archery?" The guy I'd been told was the leader of this club asked. Alfred Elvan stood before me with an easy confidence that came naturally to someone in his position. His black hair was styled in that effortless way that suggested he'd run his fingers through it once and called it good, and his dark brown eyes held flecks of green that caught the light streaming through the massive glass ceiling above us. At about six foot two, he had a solid build that spoke of regular training, though now that I really looked at him, we were probably around the same height. Funny how I'd never noticed I was actually pretty tall myself.