Tristan took out the crystal and put it on Linda’s finger. His eyes could not hide the tenderness. "How can this be a cheap thing? This is our token of love. Back then, you used these crystal bullets and a slingshot to help me drive away a mad dog, otherwise I would have died long ago."

Linda was puzzled, "Tristan, what are you talking about? How could I touch a slingshot? Only uneducated women like Airish like riding horses and shooting arrows."