Nycta was woken up from her sleep again in the middle of the night, sweating profusely, as she dreamed about Dacre and Rose.
They were together and no one would be able to do anything to stop them if they wanted to do something inappropriate and no one was by her side to warn her about it.
No matter what Dacre said, he could lie and Nycta would never trust him. Even if all the warriors swore that they didn't do anything, Nycta would never trust him. Her anxiety hit the roof and she couldn't help, but cried.
She felt like she lost control over herself and this supposed to be beautiful union. If only Rose was not here to ruin it, she would have a blissful and wonderful pregnancy. This would be the best moment in her life.
Why would she need to come and ruin everything? The reality hit her so hard. You couldn't trust man, especially when they were alone with another woman. There were thousand of example where they would stray.