Arthur pointed to a lady with a bow and said, "You, come here."
She looked around and pointed to herself. This made him frown.
He urged her with a stern voice, "Come here now."
She walked over timidly. She didn't actually want to be anywhere near him. But she didn't think he had anything to gain by killing her, so she summoned her little courage and approached him.
Besides, she was hoping that he wanted them to work together. That would be good for her. This thought made her feel some anticipation as she walked to him.
When she reached him, he stretched out his hands and said, "Hand over your quiver?"
His request stunned her. She wanted to ask what he meant. But when she saw the stern look on his face, she quickly unlatched her quiver from her shoulder and handed it to him.
He grabbed the quiver from her and took out the arrows in it. Then he threw the empty quiver to her and said, "You may go."
