"Erina!!"
"Erina!!!"
"Erina! Don't you dare walk away from me!"
"Hehhhh!!" Her lashes flew open. Her chest heaving up and down as she drew in quick breaths. It was that dream again. That dream where his aura was darker than anything she'd ever felt, and his eyes were filled with destructive obsession.
It was that dream again.
"But I never walked away—you did." she whispered. Lifting her right hand and covering her eyes with it. Hiding the tears behind it. "You walked away—from me. You did."
"When morning comes, people are meant to rise from their beds, Your Holiness."
"Huh?" Erina jerked up from her bed at the sound of the familiar voice. Instantly, she wiped the tears off her widely opened eyes. In front of her stood Elder Aterra, and some maids. Erina had counted and found there were seven of them.
