"Lady Hina...?" someone was whispering
"Lady Hina?" The same voice cried out to her in urgency
Hina stirred awake with a slight moan and the dark drowning dream that haunted her subconscious mind through the night slithered away like wisps of smoke. She slowly opened her eyes and sat up in realisation. She had had one of those dreams again. Although, unlike the others, this one was not a memory of Hina's childhood past or her painful sufferings from the novel. It was different from all the kinds of dreams she had had before. This one was more chilling. Scary even. But it felt like a warning. A hint of sorts. Like the former soul in this body was trying to show her something. Something she and the rest of the readers of "The Knight's First Love" had blindly missed.
