Yvonne's eyes were narrowed as she stared at this tutor of hers who was being a roadblock in her path right at this moment.
'I struggle for a month with the Captain's ruthless teachings… Worked hard to get back at least the smallest portion of the strength that I once had and get beaten during my fight with this boy…' She recalled everything she had done that had led her to this moment.
Thinking of the multiple warm baths soaks she had to take to ease her sore muscles and the medicinal pastes she had to apply to heal the wounds on her body, the little girl's mood worsened.
'And now he tells me that I did not succeed in the trial?' She glowered at the man standing before her.
Her hard work to get to this final trial would all be in vain if she did not succeed so the anger in her heart was surging with each second that she continued to stare at him.
Just like the little girl, the rest were also staring at the Marquess with narrowed eyes.
