"So, do you plan to follow this man everywhere for the rest of your life? A man who travels around doing nothing has nothing to offer you. Is this the life you want to live? Do you want to become a fugitive?" I paused my lips. Gregor was right. What was ahead of me with Morpheus? I had grown attac

MORPHEUS "Morpheus," my mother called. My mother was glowing, surrounded by a bright light that made it difficult for me to behold her. She reached out a hand to me, but when I reached out to hold her, I could not. It was as if she was a figment of my imagination. "It is time for you

MILDRED The night was getting interesting, and I was getting tipsy. The gentlemen surrounding me and Gregor were fine men, and they spoke of trade and businesses. I love listening to anything that does not belong to royalty and how I am supposed to be a woman, so I enjoyed their conversation

At a point, he grabbed my hands and held me, so that I was only wriggling in his hold. I could no longer hold back the tears, so I let them run. "You are upset, Princess." "Of course, I am, and you shouldn't have come back!" I yelled. For the first time since I met him, I saw somethi

MORPHEUS I watched the man as he charged towards me, but his toe bumped into one of the tables, and he crashed face-down to the floor. I stood up from where I was and went over to him, thinking he had passed out, but he jerked up immediately and swung his sword, and I ducked, the sword missi