The Man In Her Dream
Suri jolted awake from her sleep. Her body was drenched in sweat, and dread slowly painted her pale face. Her suspicions, which she had been desperately trying to deny, were proven true. Maxieno was undoubtedly the man in her dream.
Donning a robe, Suri trudged down the dark hallway of the palace to go to the pavilion. The clock's hands pointed to three o'clock in the morning. Surely, everyone in the palace was still asleep underneath their warm, soft blankets, leaving a few vigilant guards standing guard.
Why did it have to be three in the morning? Every time Maxi was not by her side, her sleep cycle became strange. Without fail, she would wake up at the same time. Her body seemed to remember a habit that she wasn't able to understand.
A cold shiver ran down her spine as it dawned on her that she might be in danger. Her intuition seemed to alert her to be cautious of the danger lurking in the darkness. Yet, she didn't know what kind of danger it was.