The musicians are not happy." Hide said.
The musicians were lined up dressed as animals.
"I know, but I have to practice." Ken said in a flat emotionless voice. His eyes were vacant, and his only thoughts were of getting Christíana back.
"Oh, no complaints here. I think it's going to be loads of… Fun." Hide said.
"The Great Animal is never going to give her up without a fight." Ken continued dully.
"You're not still thinking she's alive?" Hide said skeptically.
"When I find the Great Animal, Hide, I'll find Christíana." Ken said, eyes clearing when he voiced her name.
"Oh Ken, you've looked everywhere. She's not coming back. The whole kingdom knows it." Hide said.
"The whole kingdom's wrong. Christíana's alive, and I'm gonna find her. You ready, Hide?" Ken said, eyes clear now.
"No peeking! Animals, assemble!" Hide said.
"Lord Hide, I must object. We are musicians!" The first musician said.
"The servants have the day off. We have to use someone." Hide said.
"But I'm an artist! Not a boar." The first musician said.
"Could've fooled me." Hide said.
"This will not hurt." Ken said flatly.
He then began firing, making every shot.
"Moose are worth two points. Sixteen, it's a total of thirty-two. Ten seven pointers and fourteen three pointers, with a total of two hundred ninety-eight. Well done, Ken! And last but not least the elusive 100-point white rabbit!" Hide said. "I believe that's three hundred."
"That's good. More practice." Ken said flatly.
Hide chuckled. "You're a great marksman, Ken. One of the best. But it takes more than good aim. It takes courage. That's my forte."
"Don't lose hope, Christíana, wherever you are… I'm gonna find you." Ken said, eyes bright, green, and clear, as though he could see her.