A week had passed since Ethan visited his grandparents in the countryside.
During this time, Chloe’s father, Soren, sparred with him every day.
Every time they fought, the more certain the older man was with his conjectures. Ethan was not only a good fighter, but he was also holding back on him.
At first, he thought that he was just imagining things, but it didn’t take long for him to confirm his assumption.
Soren had been an active guard for a good part of his life. Although he wouldn’t say that he was an extremely talented swordsman, he was better than most people.
Someone with his experience was more than capable of gauging the strength of the person he was fighting with, especially since he had been fighting the same opponent many times already.
Ethan wasn’t aware that he had impressed Chloe’s father to a certain degree that the latter felt at ease, knowing that the handsome young man was capable of protecting his daughter.