Chapter 28
I’m not a dream assassin. But I don’t want to tell this stranger that I’m cursed and that my body is lying helpless in a tower somewhere.
“You’re not a captive soldier.” He sounds breathless, as if he can’t believe it. “How are you here? Are you a witch?”
“No. Definitely not a witch.” When I can’t come up with a better answer, I finally mumble, “I’m cursed.”
“To be here, in the Dreaming?”
I nod.
“For how long?”
“Long. Long time.”
“And you can’t get out?”
I shake my head.
It’s technically not true. I can get out into the Waking, but as far as I can tell, I’ve only managed to do it in my tower. It’s possible that I can do it in other places, but I haven’t managed it yet. Maybe the tower is special because it was the place I first stepped into the Dreaming.
I’m not about
