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I knew I was asleep. The world had an odd haze to it which made it difficult to make out what was further ahead of me. That didn't matter. This wasn't just any dream, it was a memory, one I'd thought about a lot in the past couple of years.
Wails and shouts came throughout the castle, but I ignored them, just as I had in real life. My fingers crinkled against the note I held in my hand. A summons from the king. A dying man who couldn't be ignored.
My footsteps echoed on the stone floor of the corridor as I walked past doors. One belonged to Lucia, another to Killian. No doubt he was drowning his pain in the arms of his lover. I didn't blame him for that. When I'd made the decision to marry him, I knew what I was getting into.
I longed to have Riki by my side, but she hadn't been the
