"You should not steal."
Yona's voice was strong and unwavering. Most woman who had had something stolen from them cowered, became submissive and meek.
The man had snatched her bow and ran. Of course, he was quickly subdued, but that didn't stop her from scolding him.
Now he gulped at the big white-haired man who was holding his ponytail and scowling.
"I'm sorry, miss," the boy said, his voice trembling.
Yona took in his raggedy clothes, his young yet hungry eyes and her face softened. He was too young to have such eyes.
She dug around in her pocket and revealed some coin.
"I know it's not much," she said, handing it to the eager man. "But please, use it well."
He smiled as Gu-En let go of him.
"Thanks!" He cried, running off.
King Hiryuu glanced at her.
"You were very brave," he murmured.
Yona smiled and took her bow from a grinning Zeno's outstretched hands.
"Practice makes perfect."
A/N: It's been a while, hasn't it? I am very happy to see this fic doing so well, and thank you to anyone who stuck around during my absence. I will be publishing another chapter tomorrow to celebrate my return, so enjoy!