The executioner and the Alpha King
he says with exaggerated innocence, his eyes wide like a guilty puppy.
I fight a laugh and focus on eating. Then, out of nowhere, a strange sensation hits me. I freeze mid-bite, eyes closing as I tune in to my surroundings. The air shifts—buzzing with something unseen, something inevitable.
“Prepare yourselves,” I say quietly, my eyes still closed.
Trixie leans over to whisper, “Is she having a premonition? I didn’t know they could do that.”
“No, Trixie,” I answer calmly. “Premonitions come to me in dreams. My tasks are shown in dreams too. This… this is a feeling. Something is about to happen.”
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