Because otherwise, it made no sense.
'At most, it'll last a day or two. After that, his true abilities will show.'
Believing this, Helena continued to observe Sylas's lessons, hoping for the day she would see him stumble.
But reality was harsh.
"It seems we'll need to move up the end date for the lessons."
"Pardon? Why is that?"
"He's learning so quickly. Once I teach him, he masters it immediately."
No matter how much time passed, the only thing people said about Sylas was praise. In fact, as time went on, Lady Martina began to sigh.
With a student this outstanding, it wouldn't matter who was teaching him. She even expressed concern that she was losing confidence as a teacher.
For Helena, it was enough to make her blood boil.
"My Lord Count, your son's lessons are now complete."
"It's only been a month, and you say the lessons are finished? Is there something urgent that has come up for you, Madam?"
