2019, March 20th
Rosa, Terres Somnia (Zoey)
I pondered the significance of James' demeanour as he put me in a car and told me to enjoy my time with my family. I had promised to be back tomorrow, in time for the Duchess' Welcome, but he only smiled and said not to worry about it and to take my time. Those words were just too sad somehow. He looked troubled. I couldn't get the words and the look on his face out of my head.
"Zoey," my mother yelled across our kitchen table.
"What?" I snapped.
"As I've been trying to tell you for the last five minutes, your grandfather had some important business come up. He won't be able to see us until tomorrow," she informed me.
"But tomorrow's the Duchess' Welcome. I promised James I'd be there."
Natalie stared at her daughter worriedly. "You got it
