Faustina was feeling like she was in a reverie. She was warm, and cozy, as if she was in someone's arms. The scent she sniffed belonged to someone who made her heart flutter, but she doesn't exactly know for herself who it was. She felt comfortable, wanting to fall into a deep slumber.
But then…
'I'll kill you.' A woman's voice.
A lick in her ear.
'Soon.'
Faustina woke up with eyes wide open—and that's when she saw just on her side fangs that belonged to a snake with green and purple color; whose mouth was wide open, ready to kill. Faustina froze on the spot, as the snake fell to the ground and bled.
--
The king noticed her trembling body.
She was awake.
"Faustina." The king then buried Faustina's head to his chest. "Don't look."
