Noah
I was aware of the eyes staring at me with interest. Everyone was busy with either a brush, napkin or a long broom. I walked with my hands behind my back, an earnest smile on my face as they bowed down once I was in their sight.
I sighed wondering how hard it was for them to stay quiet about everything they heard and saw in the castle. Their parents served my father and the generation before them served my grandfather. It was a tradition that was kept and preserved for a centennial.
I walked towards the dining royal hall with my eyes glancing around to absorb every color my sight could pick on. Roses surrounded the edges of the walls and fresh lilies from the garden were placed in vases of different sizes and shapes.
I stepped into the room, slowly sighting Ruby first who called out my name.
"Noah," she started, "Father's looking good, isn't he?"
