That night when Aries had that nightmare of the man with a skull ring, the seed of desire to meet this man was planted into her heart and it consistently grew over the past three days. Abel used to enter her dreams. Hence, she started calling them visions, since he could no longer peek even if he tried.
But that man with a skull ring could enter her dreams and interact with her. Although that dream didn't happen anymore, it only amplified her desire for an answer.
Who was he?
What did he want from her?
What were they?
And why does this faint servitude in her heart linger at the sight of him?
There were myriads of other questions, and what Abel told her that night bothered her about the pebble.
"A faint aura of Maleficent…" whispered Aries in a haze. "... he can't stand it."
"Your Majesty?" Suzanne's voice snapped Aries back from her daze while she served the tea. "Are you alright, Your Majesty?"
