Chapter 35 - A Stealer of Brides?

The dungeon was scary before, now it was scarier.

It seemed like the King had grown larger and he was towering over her.

She sank into herself, shaking slightly.

She had never seen the King like this before and if she had, she couldn't remember.

Why was it that there were a lot of things that she couldn't remember?

Could it be the fear that was pumping quickly through her veins?

"Your M-majesty?" she stuttered.

"You should have told me the moment you started having those dreams!"

Her foot moved slowly against the stony floor, taking an unnoticeable step backward.

"I--I--- didn't know," she cried, tears in her eyes.

Was it from fear or from the fact that she sensed that she must have done something wrong?

She really didn't know.

There were a lot of things she didn't know right now.

All the certainty she had in her theory and how sure she had been about everything a while ago, seem to have immediately vanished from her.