"It wasn't a dream. It was reality." I said as I stared blankly in realization.
"What are you talking about?" He asked why touch my night gown.
"I saw my mother. I thought I was dreaming but I wasn't." I remembered the hallway and quickly ran out of my door to see it but the hallway seemed normal. There was no strange door, it was completely dry and some torches were left on. I came back into the room "my open door, my wet dress, they are all an evidence to reality."
"Diana, relax and tell me about it." Torren said but I didn't listen to him, rather I started to mutter incoherently. After some time, I came back to sit on the bed next to Torren.
"She really knew my mother. I saw her, she took me to her. Torren I've always wanted to speak to my mother but I didn't have enough time. She's proud of me, she wants me to be strong and victorious."
"Are you sure what you saw was not an illusion?" Torren asked politely.
