King Elda suddenly jerked up from the bed, gasping for breath. She swerved her long purple hair out of her face and put a hand on her chest to calm herself down.
She was completely naked with only a part of the bed sheet covering her legs. As her breathing normalised, Elda lowered her head for a minute.
"What was that?" she thought to herself.
As she tracked back to her nightmare, another memory flashed through her mind and she saw the images of Aaron and Elsa in her head. She turned hastily to the sides of the bed but saw no one.
She was alone on the bed with the rumpled sheet being her sole companion here.
She looked around the room immediately, observing it with keen eyes and a confused expression.
"This is my... this is my room."
The room had been familiar but she still felt an odd feeling, knowing that she shouldn't be here.