Noah leaned back into the taxi's worn leather seat, his sharp eyes watching the city of London blur past through the rain-speckled window. The steady hum of the car engine and the faint patter of raindrops against the glass created a rhythm that gave him space to think.
Princess Diana…
The name echoed in his thoughts, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He hadn't expected the day to unfold like this.
It had all worked out in his favor, and he couldn't help but think of the possibilities this connection could bring. Royalty, especially in the United Kingdom, sat firmly at the top of the food chain.
Their influence extended far beyond their ceremonial roles, weaving into politics, business, and the social fabric of the nation. Having a direct line to someone like Diana wasn't just an advantage—it was a rare and powerful asset.