He wasn't going to ask now. There was no way he could, not in front of everyone.
He wanted to know about it on his own time. Away from them in a room with only him and Ciergo. Only then would ever be able to get the full answer to his question.
Whatever Ciergo could tell him now would only be words he was allowed to say in the position of a "Knight'' guarding a noble, not as a best friend. Answers from a title like that were never complete. They were twisted words, only half truth, barely any of his real thoughts included in them.
No one ever spoke the truth in front of nobles unless it was out of sight.
Antonio let out a sigh. Now he had more reason to be anxious and impatient. Not only did he want to see her perform but he also wanted to hear Ciergo's words. He hated feeling impatient.
"Sigh… if only I had the characteristics of at least one of them," Addison muttered and all the heads in their group turned to her.
