Chapter oneLiverpool,England.1643.***Arching his elbows, he tapped the bow lightly. In split of a second, he shot the arrow.The Marquess smiled at his friend, comparing their shots, "You never miss a chance to show me my place, do you?"Philip Forland lowered his arms, tossing the bow to the ground, "I'm a born Archer. One of the few things I learnt from my father, The Duke."The Marquess, Earl Robinson started towards the rest, "Oh how I'd love to crush those hopes totally. Let's go fishing, or horse riding," he smirked wickedly before concluding, "Or even hunting."Philip shook his head with a smile, ignoring his friend. He looked forward at the other men, Earl of Vetcom and Prince of England, Jason Ferma and Raymond Louis, pulling on the straps of their horses to get on them.Staring at nothing, the Prince sat upon his beast and gave Earl a befitting remark, "Let me take a wild guess, Philip emerged victorious as always."Earl grinned charmingly and responded, "Well if you as
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