23 The Dream

Once again, I fell into a death-like state. My body was as heavy as soaked cotton. In the darkness, a force was pulling me down. My mind wandered between the unreal and the real, and I was sure I could hear voices in my ears, and I could even see a tall figure moving in front of me.

But when I opened my eyes to see the world, I realized that what had just happened was an illusion. But Frade was standing right in front of me, just like what I had seen in my dream.

I went back to the hotel where we were alone for the first time.

"You're awake!" His voice whispered in my ear, a hand covering my forehead. "You had a fever!"

I turned my head away and looked at him carefully. His green eyes were clear for the moment, and his chin was surrounded by green stubble. I want to say something to thank him for taking care of me when I was sick. But I'd rather ask him another question.