Nunos Grunhall had no interest in learning and Kestan was rapidly coming to the end of his tether with the young man. If he would ever fit in at the academy would be a miracle! Kestan wouldn't be surprised if he dropped out or was sent down even before his first term was out. In the two months he'd been at Grunhall Abbey, Kestan was making no progress with Nunos at all. The boy could barely read, his Mathematics was well below the levels expected of any under-graduate and he knew nothing of the Natural Sciences or Geography at all. And as for Magic and all its permutations, he still refused to learn it. "This is boring!" protested Nunos, waving his arms around the library. "I hate this and I hate you!" "That has no bearing on the matter, Master Nunos. Your father wishes me to teach you so you can attend the academy and that is what I am going to do. You are going to pass that entrance exam if it's the last thing I do. And do pass that exam you are going to need to know all the subjects, which includes Magic!
