Chapter 210: A strange nightmare
"You’ve to die, Alora!"
Alora’s eyes snapped open, her breath hitching in her throat as if she’d been submerged underwater. Her hand instinctively flew to her throat, half-expecting to feel the phantom grip that had seemed so terrifyingly tangible in her dream.
The ominous grave, she again saw it in her dream after more than a month.
But why?
A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, the droplets glistening like tiny pearls. This was not just fear, it was a terror that was unfamiliar, creeping into her very being.
Her labored breath turned normal after a while as she caressed her chest. She looked for Magnus, but he wasn’t around. "Did he wake up earlier than me?" Alora mumbled and looked toward the door. After taking a moment, she got down from the bed and went to freshen up to start her day.
While having a bath, her thoughts were only on the nightmare she had. Selvina gently washed her arms, and spoke, "Your Highness, are you still worried about the last night?" Since Alora was deeply engrossed in her own thoughts, she didn’t hear what Selvina said.
Getting no response from the princess, she spoke loudly this time, thus bringing Alora out of her reverie.
"Yes, I am," Alora replied.