Aden Clarkson
Sophia reaches out to him through the physic link she created the first day they met. Glimpses of the red gown she wore, blow through his mind. He chuckles, recalling how she hadn't realized she had created a dreamscape.
Perhaps, it was the first time she had summoned some, the thought makes him wonder.
Maybe the binding spell her uncle had cast over her, kept that part of the magic realm from her, well, at least, until his untimely death.
"Aden." Sophia's tone comes across a bit distorted and sounds distant. "Where a-are you?"
Her voice tugs at the strings of his consciousness and wakes his inner beast. Lying in bed, he breathes in the lingering scent of her body on the sheets.
He allows his thoughts to wander, to walk through the world of waking dreams, and then into her dreamscape.