Siv feels movement next to her. She slowly opens her eyes but everything happens so fast, she can barely understand the situation. She is too slow to react and Ylva is already on top of her. Siv's eyes widen in shock. The queen still has the dagger buried in her chest.
"What the hell?" Siv whispers.
"I told you I was going to win this fight." Ylva utters with a grin. She yanks her dagger out of her chest and slits Siv's throat.
She puts her hands on her throat to stop the bleeding, but soon enough she is choking on her own blood.
"Siv...Siv." She opens her eyes, disoriented. "My love, it is just a nightmare." Siv looks at Gary, her hands are still on her throat. "Are you alright?" Gary asks while pushing off some damp locks of hair from her face. Siv nods after her breathing goes back to normal.
"It was the same dream." She whispers to him. Gary pulls her closer to him and hugs her tightly.
