18
Rue
I’ve been at the castle for almost two weeks, staring down at the beach, and yet I haven’t been on it. Standing on the verandah in the early morning light, I realize I’m in a mood, and I think that has something to do with it. The wind blows hard and the sun hides behind the clouds, pouting. I tug at the colorful yellow and blue kimono I’m wearing over a pair of expensive jeans. It’s a crude pairing, but all of my clothes are made to make me look sexy, not made for comfort.
Especially not on a day like today, when the cool wind blusters over a dark grey sea. I could stare at the ocean for hours, churning and foaming just below me. Sipping a cup of coffee, I’m absorbed in my own thoughts until I hear Dryas’s footsteps.
Turning my head, I nod to him briefly. He’s especially handso
