Zora’s POV
I was used to having nightmares but this one was something beyond the scope of what I was used to. It was a chilling scene – blood seeping from an unseen wound, staining the ground from a body so familiar it made me freeze in terror. It was one of the Lords but I was not sure who.
A sense of panic gripped me as I tried to reach out, but some force held me back, making me a helpless witness to the unfolding tragedy. I could only watch as life seeped away slowly and I cried for help, but could not do anything.
A heavy air filled with danger surrounded me, and the metallic smell of blood filled my nostrils. My voice was lost and I fell to the ground, accepting what was nothing but a cruel fate.
As I abruptly woke up, fear still pulsing through me, the impact of the dream sank i
