Reawakening from a long slumber, Aletha's eyelids parted, revealing the same ceiling she saw two days ago.
The memory of that dream continued to unfurl in Aletha's mind, capturing every moment. Cold amethyst eyes, a rising mountain, and an illusive dragon flashed in her vision.
"Sergil…" She mumbled.
Aletha felt her entire body sore from the ruthless training. Her arms, legs, head, all of it felt a painful pressure. This combined with the reveal of the mysterious king, caused her to panic.
"Alaunus. Prophecy…." She muttered,
As she felt a warmth pressing against her, she slowly held her forehead and arose from the bed, collapsing in a moment before staggering once more.
Aletha's eyes scanned the room, seeing no one but herself. She stretched her arms upward and stretched her legs downward, feeling a bone crack from the training. The haunting dream continued to unfurl in Aletha's mind.
