“Oh, that’s easy,” Zach said. “It’s my land. Or rather, it’s part of the Noveda family estates. It’s supposed to be a private garden for the Head of House, or something like that, so no one could do anything with it unless they had my explicit permission. But since I hadn’t even known this place existed before the reverts… yeah.”
“Hm. I guess I should have expected something like that. Your home is pretty close to here, isn’t it?”
“You know where I live?” Zach asked, surprise evident in his voice.
Crap. What to say, what to say…
“Of course I know where you live,” Zorian said, looking at Zach like the boy was an i***t for asking. “Who doesn’t know where the Noveda estate is located?”
A lot of people, probably. Zorian himself certainly hadn’t known, not until he had tried to track
