NE'S
e nightmare. So vast, and so far beyond anyth
didn't m
e heavy door clicked shut behind them, leav
ath and finally allowe
tire life. High vaulted ceilings crowned the space, adorned with intricate carvings of wolves and moons. The walls shimme
ially back, allowing slivers of golde
urreal. T
the soft duvet, grounding
s in the palace. Not just any palace, the p
was in his bed.
t
h
return, not for someone like me. I shut my eyes tightly, sucking in greedy mouthfuls of the fresh, cl
heart jolt painfully in my chest. Ha
Majesty." A soft, feminine v
ous Majesty? She must have th
stepped a woman who seemed a
her back, and eyes shaped like a fox's. She moved with an easy gr
bowing low. "I've been instructed to be yo
fled. Lady-in-waitin
were the
the bed as suspicion crept
re they pretending for s
to my internal turmoil, ap
olding out a slim device, "to aid with communication... and a wir
bedside table, well within my rea
e devices
e asked softly, "or would you love to watch
rily. The word 'sun' hit me
ently. "We can stay here as long as you want. But if
ard the window, I wa
liding her arms beneath my underarms, offering her body for support without rushing me. I
step, she guid
leaming glass doors lea
with a smooth motion, and ins
t ray hi
fr
my eyes instinctively, breathing it in, feeling it
d for
tten how th
a large, plush bean bag s
ody whole, and I sank i
f green forests, rooftops and distant mountains, the sk
ed my cheeks, stirr
terly still, dr
nd me. I didn't trust any of it, but this moment, this sun
nts later, she returned, carrying a familiar silver bowl.
us Majesty," she uttered softly, placin
at it, ind
ntle fingers comb through the tangled ruins of my hair, fe
coon, and for the first time in a very
ips. I didn't know how long I simpl
ned my eyes again, the world had changed. The once brilliant
o bleed into twilight. I stretched my limbs carefully, s
bs relaxed involuntarily from what had to be the most co
ed with a pair of warm brown ones, watching
rg
nge flutter of unease crawled down my spine
spis
s lips curled into something t
ced on
ing there," he mumbled. "I didn'
y gaze toward the horizon. He talked like someone wh
ork like that. At
bout anything," he added.
if it were
arved so deep into my soul, I couldn't
hing meant for someone like me. I burrowed deeper into the warmth of the bean bag an
murmur again. "I should get you
dn't wan
tion of being lifted, weightless and small, in a pair of arms th
clashed
f his chest. I could hear his steady
fr
s, his smile was gentle, almost amused, as if carrying
ck of mockery in his eyes. T
a hitch in his step. Inside, the golden glow of
he bed and crouched to lower
g the corners like someone who had
hammering beneath my
e," he whispered, before