"You don't look so good," Reynard muttered. "Do you want some water?"
I gulped and gave a long exhale to calm my nerves.
"I'm alright." I fanned myself with my hand. "Sorry about that."
Reynard didn't wait to beat around the bush. "So you saw a dream? What about?"
"Um..." My mouth became dry again. Eventually, I decided to omit the part about the murder since I didn't want to needlessly confuse him when he was already dealing with so much. "You ran away from the palace."
Reynard frowned. "You saw a dream where I ran away from the palace? That's it?"
I shook my head and stood up. Dang bro, I needed to stand up for this.
"Alright so," I said loudly so I had his attention. He sat up straight like a student heeding his teacher's words. "I had a dream."
"You already mentioned that," he interrupted.
