Tucked in her floral bedcover, the lady in question tossed on her bed, whimpering as a glimpse of her past life filled her innocent dream; the innocent dream of the sea maid with no memory of who she was.
Chapter fifteen
Suzanne's standpoint
I looked around the room I was in, it looked more like a room fit for a prisoner than a bedroom. I was back in one of those visions, one where that green girl was being tormented by the vampire guy who happened to be a king. In my dreams I saw him there, yelling at her while others treated her bad. Green girl was in so much pain.
This time, I was seeing through her eyes, I was acting as her. He didn't hit the green girl much, Dainty – like he called her – but his bite was worse than any physical assault. Finn as his name was, always left her draine
