Seraphina found herself in a room, a dark and foreboding place. Panic welled up within her as she tried to scream for help, but her mouth was bound, and she was firmly tied to a chair. It was the same chair she had seen before—a chilling sight that sent shivers down her spine. Desperate to free herself, she struggled against the chains that held her captive, but they were unyielding.
In the midst of her terror, the scene suddenly shifted, and Seraphina found herself standing in front of a large mirror. But when she looked at her reflection, she was startled to see a woman who looked just like her, but with one side of her body adorned with golden horns, white feathered wings, and luminous golden eyes, while the other side displayed black horns, black feathered wings, and fierce red eyes.
As Seraphina moved, the reflection followed her every motion, mirroring her actions with eerie precision. She tried to touch the mirror, and in a surreal twist, she fell into it, transported to another mysterious place.
Now, she stood in the midst of a chaotic war between angels and demons. The battleground was littered with the fallen bodies of humans, the most vulnerable victims of the conflict. Horror gripped Seraphina's heart as she recognized the lifeless figures of her parents among the casualties. She rushed to them, tears streaming down her cheeks, and held her mother's hand while looking at her father in agony.
"Mother... Father, please don't leave me," she pleaded, her voice trembling with grief.
Her mother, in pain, managed to speak her final words, "I'm sorry, my child. We lied to you... You don't deserve all this, but it's your destiny."
"Nooooooo!" Seraphina screamed as she jolted awake, her body drenched in sweat, and tears streaming down her face. Lucius, wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a comforting embrace.
"Calm down... It was just a dream. You're safe," he whispered softly, rubbing her back soothingly.
Seraphina clung to him, still trembling from the vividness of the dream. "It felt so real, Lucius. I saw myself, and... and my parents. They were hurt, and I couldn't do anything to save them," she choked out between sobs.
Lucius held her tighter, offering solace and support. "Shh, it was just a nightmare. I'm here now, and I won't let anything happen to you."
As her tears subsided, Seraphina wiped her cheeks and tried to regain her composure. She took a deep breath and looked into Lucius's eyes, seeking reassurance. "Do you think it was just a dream, or could it be something more?"
Lucius contemplated her question for a moment before replying, "It's possible that your vision holds significance. Perhaps we should seek answers from someone who can interpret dreams or visions."
Seraphina nodded, feeling a mixture of curiosity and trepidation. "Yes, that might be wise. We should find someone who understands such matters."
With determination in his eyes, Lucius promised, "I'll make arrangements to meet with Morgana. She's a renowned seer, and her wisdom might shed light on the meaning behind your visions."
Seraphina felt a sense of relief knowing they would seek guidance from someone knowledgeable. "Thank you, Lucius. Your support means everything to me."
They spent the rest of the day making preparations for their meeting with Morgana. As they returned to the palace, Seraphina couldn't shake the feeling that her life had taken an unexpected turn, and her dreams were far more intertwined with the realms than she ever imagined.
In the quiet of their chambers that night, Seraphina and Lucius lay in each other's arms, contemplating the enigmatic visions that had plagued Seraphina's mind. They spoke softly, trying to make sense of the strange events that had unfolded.
Little did they know that their journey was just beginning, and the mysteries of Seraphina's heritage and the realms would soon unravel in ways they could never have imagined.