Rowan had a long dream. He found himself standing in the dark woods alone and defenseless.
"Who is there? Where am i?" he called in his feeble voice as he walked here and there in search of anyone when he heard the voice of laughing women.
He followed the trail but when he walked closer, he paused,
"So the duke has a child. He is still handsome and once I will be duchess, I will find a way to get rid of that child." Rowan paused and looked around.
He could not see anyone but the voices were clear as if someone was whispering in his ears to make sure that he listened to each word clearly.
"I am sure that child is useless. Just lock him in his room and the whole dukedom would be yours after marriage." he shut his eyes and covered his ears as he walked in another direction but the voices kept growing.
"He is nothing but a pitiful child."
"What powers does he hold, my son would rule the duchy!"
