I Raised the Demon Queen (Now She Won't Leave Me Alone)

Elias woke up to the sound of whispering.

He sat bolt upright in bed, heart thudding, hand already on the under-pillow dagger he absolutely never remembered to sharpen. Moonlight poured through the cracked window. Wind rustled the curtains. The little apartment above the alchemist's shop was dead quiet—except for the sound of one very small person talking to herself.

Again.

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Elias got up, crossed the room barefoot, and gently pushed open the door to Rhea's room.

She was sitting upright in bed, staring blankly at the far wall. Her eyes were open, but unfocused—glowing faintly red.

That was never a good sign.

"...not fire. Not again..." she murmured. "I won't burn it this time..."

Elias crossed the room quickly. "Rhea?"

She didn't respond.

He crouched beside her, gently touched her shoulder. "Hey. You're dreaming again."

Rhea blinked.