LUCIAN
Leah clings on to me like she’s still caught in the nightmare as I walk to her room carrying her in my arms. She doesn't stir or turn at all, not even when I push open the door to her room.
“Was I really sleepwalking?” she whispers into my chest with her tiny voice..
“Yes,” I say, brushing her hair back. “Straight for the front gates.”
She pulls back slightly, eyes wide. “I thought I was drowning… I saw a woman.”
I meet her eyes. “Do you remember anything else?”
“She… she called me something. I don’t remember the word. But it felt like I knew her.” She swallows. “I was just a child in the dream. But it felt like more than that, everything was so real.”
I nod slowly, adjusting my grip around her. “Come on. Let’s get you warm.”
I lower her gently to the mattress, brushing stra
