Once again, Cataleya was back in that same setting in her dreams. There wasn't any smoke around but it was a clear surrounding where there was a wide field of flowers. When she looked to her right side, she saw the bridge from her previous dream and it wasn't broken nor burning at all.
It looked strong and sturdy that a cart with bulls or horses can pass through it.
"Maybe they fixed it." She said, sitting amidst the flowers and admiring the burst of colors of everything in there.
"There, look up the tree."
Cataleya gasped a little from surprise by the voice behind her. When she checked who was it, a pair of red eyes greeted her. The duke. He looked rather wild with few scaring cuts on his cheeks and his hair tied behind with a band.
