Prove it to him

"Please take a look at these ones, Miss." The salesman voiced, interrupting Adelia's thoughts. "You may pick whatever design you want from here."

Adelia's head whipped in the direction of the man's voice and behind him was a wall section particularly dedicated to oaken bows.

They were of so many designs, some looked even more polished, beautiful and intricate than the one her Father had gotten her. Some even bigger and heavier.

She wondered why some of them were so large but it didn't really surprise her. Someone Azel's size could make use of those ones effortlessly.

Then again, despite how tempting it was to try and pick out a more eye-catching one, Adelia could not.

She had come here to replace what she… Azel had broken, not buy an entirely different one.

Adelia's eyes scanned the wall carefully and her gaze landed on two bows that looked exactly like the one her father had gifted her.