The Prince had his fair share of unhinged dreams.
Ever since he left the main castle of Valor, he's never had a good night's sleep without taking in something to knock himself out. Or tiring himself out in training so he passes out when he gets home. Or drowns himself in alcohol so he forgets he can't even sleep during the night.
It has always been like that.
He wakes up multiple times during the night. His sleep doesn't go longer than two hours without waking up. It pains him that he has to deal with it every single night. But in 48 years, he's already gotten used to it.
Now he deals with every nightmare and midnight walks he has to take just so he can sleep.
His brows furrowed as he dreams about images.
Images of a ring on someone's finger. Not his but a hand he can't seem to recognize. The woman had another ring on her finger which he couldn't seem to unblurr in his eyes.
He puts in another one making the rings two.
