Alex was his only disciple and he didn't want him to be harmed in any way. Right now, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. On one hand, he didn't want to hurt his disciple. On the other hand, he didn't want to disappoint his master.
In his heart, both were important. If possible, he didn't want to choose between the two. But a choice must be made, so he knew he had to harden his heart against the frustration that filled it. This was why he was drinking inside the pub.
"I'll wait until the Tournament of Tyr is over. I will only make my decision then," Geraint said with a sad expression.
"Fine." Erin nodded her head. Although she wasn't as close to Alex like Geraint, she appreciated the talent of the young boy. If given the choice, she didn't want to get involved in this mess. But there were some things that she had to do regardless of whether she liked it or not.
