XVII: The Lion and The Star (II)

Aslan had woken up from his sleep sweating. He muttered a prayer, rubbing at his temple to wipe away the remnants of his nightmare. He sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. He took in a deep breath and exhaled, forcing his racing heart to calm down.

His nightmare was vivid and he felt a sudden pain tug at his heart. He felt as if he was living the events that took place over and over again. His heart constricted with pain and he felt his body shake as fear overtook him. It was back, his nightmare was back. He had feared for that moment but it was already here and there's nothing he could do about it but brace himself for the worse.

He stood up on shaky legs and walked into the room, passing a sleeping Najmah. He stared at her as events of his nightmare flashed through his mind, wishing he could turn back time and change what happened but the deed had already been done, he had to live with the consequences of his actions.