All of a sudden a blinding, bright light filled the small stable where Kinshra was lying. Terrified, Cordea snatched the baby from her mother. Pressing the child close to her chest, she crouched down on to the ground. "Kinshraaaaa!" Cordea's scream echoed.
Tania woke up abruptly, covered in sweat, trying her best to suppress a scream. Her chest heaved heavily and her throat was paper dry. She rose up with a jerk and something tugged her back down. She snapped her head in the direction of what it was and found a large hand gripping hers. Trembling from the dream, Tania followed the arm in a haze and stared into Eltanin's black eyes. He was holding her hand tightly as he watched her. Her breath was ragged, but the relief she felt at seeing him was massive.
"Nightmare?" he asked.
She didn't reply as she tried to gather her wits. She laid back down on her pillow, still trembling.
