"Who was the woman who attacked us and killed Dame Crimoria?"
Finally, the question that has been occupying her mind throughout the years slipped out.
She wanted to know, to ask Rex that question, but there had never been the right time.
Even though 99,99% of the time inside the tower was allocated to training, there were times when April saw Rex heading downstairs sneakily, and sat on the staircase to be alone, even if it's only for a moment.
He might not show it, but he was hurting inside.
Clearly, the incident affected him.
He was only keeping a strong appearance for the outside world, but was crumbling inside.
April remembered what Great Elder Rosa always told her.
'To really know someone, look into their eyes.'
Most of the time, regardless of the composed look Rex put on for her—or himself, she could see deep exhaustion in his eyes. And sometimes—there was sadness and worry. April could see them clearly since the eyes couldn't lie, he was never happy or relaxed.
