**** Book 2, Chapter Thirteen:
Remember that You are Mine ****
Is this a dream? Or a memory?
Perhaps both....
It was in the middle of the night.
Yuki opened her eyes and saw eyes the color of molten gold looking straight at her. The gentle face of the assassin she had known all her life. Why has he come to bother her in her dreams?
Yuki smiled at him, the way she had always smiled at him when she was a kid. When everything else was simple, uncomplicated, and free.
"Am I dreaming?" Yuki asked him as he sat on her bed. His scent was, as ever, intoxicating.
His presence had always been a cause for her illusions. Her frantic heart panicked as she waited for him to answer. Though she knew it was a dream, her heart fluttered as his face came close to hers.
He kissed her hair and whispered. "Yes. Dreaming. I am too."
