Noah’s POV
The doors of the castle opened revealing the inside of the royal palace.
I stepped over the threshold, carrying Lilian in my arms and my eyes went wide. The inside of the palace was even more beautiful than the outside.
The Hall was massive. High ceilings were held up by stone pillars, and red banners hung from the walls, giant fireplaces.
"Look, Uncle Noah" Lilian giggled, pointing her finger at a huge chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It was made of sparkling glass and glowing candles. "It looks like stars"
"It sure does, little Princess," I smiled, holding her closer to my chest. Having her safe in my arms meant the world to me.
My mother walked right beside me.
She held my free arm tightly with both of her hands and refused to let me go. Even as we walked through
