I paced my room, arms folded tightly across my chest, annoyance simmering just beneath the surface.
Seriously, it had only been a few hours since Aeliana had left for Leora's castle, and yet here I was, feeling more restless than a caged bird. I didn't really understand why it bothered me so much.
Was I the kind of person who needed someone else's presence to feel complete? Because right now, I felt like a storm cloud trapped in this immaculate castle, a stark contrast to the wild tempest brewing inside me.
The castle walls, with their elegant curves and ethereal architecture, felt like they were closing in on me. I glanced out the window at the sprawling gardens, vibrant blossoms practically dancing in the gentle breeze.
How ironic. Everything outside looked so inviting and free, while I was stuck inside, moping, my mind drifting constantly back to Aeliana, her laughter, and the warmth of her presence.
