Her Dreams
"What is it?" Asher asked, his furrowed brows mirroring the weight of his question.
Ceti, her gaze distant as if peering into the mists of her own recollections, responded with a hesitance born of uncertainty, "After and before you woke up from your soulless state, I had strange dreams... most of which I can't remember now…"
Her voice trailed off, a whisper in the solemn air, "But there were details... vivid and terrifying. You, in your Hellbringer Form, atop a pile of broken and charred skeletons, surrounded by death and destruction. It felt terrifying…as if I was standing in Tartarus," she confessed, the remnants of fear still clinging to the edges of her words, and then added with a guilty look, "That is why I was wary of you. I thought it would be better if you didn't get close to the queen. Your unknown origins only made me think worse."