Noah felt like he’d been living underneath a storm cloud for hours. Beyond the curtains and the glass, the sky was a crystalline blue, as was the ocean on the horizon. The trees were bright green, and birds flew through the sky.
But he wasn’t part of this world, but some other, alternate world where he just watched the real world pass him by.
“I can’t believe this is happening,” he muttered to himself. Behind him, Boomer whined, and Noah knew how he felt. At least at home, in Triguard, he could leave the castle for the grounds. Reporters didn’t dare come onto the grounds, and he could wander through the trees and stay out of the public eye.
His phone buzzed, but he ignored it. Zara had said she’d check in with him later, but he honestly wasn’t sure he should perpetuate anything with her
