Chapter Forty

Alora screamed, waking up from the terrifying nightmare. Beads of sweats were forming on her forehead as she panted. She looked around and sighed relieved she was in her room not in the dark and scary woods.

She realized that Radolph had left the room and she suspected maybe he had something important to do. 

She walked to the garden and sat on the swing. She took a deep breath before a sigh escaped her lips. She stared at the bright sun as she moved slowly on the swing. 

"Good morning Alora." She turned to look at Radolph who stood behind her with a smile. 

"Good morning." Alora replied as she faked a smile. 

"What's wrong?" He asked, sitting next to her. "A nightmare?" 

"A really scary one that is." She sighed and he pulled her into a hug.