ADREIN
The heavy, suffocating silence of the inner hallway was driving me out of my mind.
I was pacing back and forth across the polished stone floor outside the medical wing, my boots clicking rhythmically in the quiet space. Every few seconds, I stopped to glare at the heavy oak doors, my pulse racing as the faint, distant sounds of shouting and clanking steel echoed from the northern boundary.
Noah was standing near the arched window at the end of the corridor, his arms crossed tightly over his leather-clad chest. His jaw was set, his dark eyes staring out into the twilight courtyard where his house guards were milling about in confusion, waiting for clear orders that hadn't been given yet.
"Stop pacing, Adrein," Noah muttered, his raspy voice tight with irritation. "You're making the air in here thicker than it already is."
