But it wasn't a matter of talent.
It never was, when the instant they stepped on the stage, the crowd had nothing but bitter expressions. It was as if they were being told to leave immediately.
Of course, Eglantine wasn't known. Despite being a travelling troupe, the show they put on was usually for common folks. Although, it wouldn't be strange if aristocrats would find themselves watching them from time to time.
Those were rare moments.
And none of them offered to be their patron.
But that wasn't the matter at hand.
They waited for Moon Petal to stand beside them, the fire within him bothered, cackling.
Patrick's points weren't much help when he told them Moon Petal's disadvantages. "It may look like they're handling the stage well, but behind them would be the technical problems hidden. The stress always happens backstage."
Just like any other theatre group?
