As she breathed against his chest, Tessa’s hot breath sent vibrations through his skin, making Rafik look up from the page he was on to glance down over her. Smiling to himself at the prize that Fate had bestowed on him, Rafik pushed his head back into the sand-littered blanket and returned to Odysseus’ adventure while he let her sleep the day away.
While she strolled down the unfamiliar path through a dense forest in her dream, Tessa looked around at the trees and crossed her arms as she tried to figure out where she was. Coming to a clean, rocky stream, she heard the faint cries of a baby and Rafik singing their song.
She delicately hopped across the smooth stones then stood before a gate with giant ancient statues to each side.
An older warlock with long black hair and green robes nodded his head to her. “Welcome to the North Woods, Your Majesty. Your family is waiting for you.”