The audience broke into applause and the emerald curtains dropped down, covering the stage from view.
“That was wonderful,” Anne admitted.
“I found the story to be most captivating,” Cedric replied.
“Do you know it?” She hadn’t thought he’d studied operas, only attended them.
“I had Ashton read me the summary so I might have something to picture in my mind. Is Matilde as beautiful to Corradino as she sounds?” Cedric asked, his lips lifting into the ghost of a smile.
“Yes. She is very beautiful. I believe Corradino’s reaction to her is what is so enchanting. He sees only her, wants only her. It would be something, to be desired like that.” Anne ended with a sigh and looked toward the stage bereft of the lively actors.
Cedric lifted her hand and brushed his lips on her open palm, makin
