Day Two…
"Have you had breakfast?" Nolan asked.
Evalyn nodded. "Yes."
"Good." Nolan gave a faint smile. "In that case, run around the yard. You don't have to reach a hundred—ten laps will be enough. If you can manage that, we'll move on to the next stage."
"I understand."
Without another word, Evalyn turned and began to run. The morning air was cold and biting.
She wore tight training clothes, leaving both arms exposed and covering only her chest and upper abdomen.
She was clearly shivering from the cold, but she didn't complain. She knew it would be pointless. And she trusted Nolan.
Perhaps this training would make her far stronger than before.
From a distance, Nolan watched calmly.
"Ten laps… That should be possible for her," he muttered.
The Lionheart family's grounds were vast and spacious. It took over a minute just to circle them once.
