The sudden disturbance stirred Xenia, who had been sleeping soundly beside her. Xenia's eyes fluttered open, and she quickly sat up, her movements sharp with concern.
"My lady?" Her voice was soft, laced with sleep but also with the readiness to help her mistress.Reina's breathing was ragged, and she reached out, her trembling hands finding Xenia's arm in the darkness.
"He... he... he is in pain, Xenia. I... I can feel it." Her voice was shaky, laden with a mix of dread and urgency.
It was as if the dream had bridged the gap between her unconscious mind and a real suffering that she could not ignore.Xenia, though still heavy with sleep, moved with practiced calmness.
She reached for the lamp, her fingers finding the familiar cool metal of its base. The soft light that flickered to life bathed the room in a warm, comforting glow, dispelling some of the darkness and the fear that had clung to Reina's heart.
