His whole body was covered in sweat. He was struggling to breathe. The butler’s leg was wobbling as Leonardo held his hand. It was the first time Leonardo had touched him since he met him.
"What is wrong, boss?" The butler inquired in a shaky voice. Leonardo quickly let go of his hand and rose from the bed.
"Why did you enter my room without permission?" Leonardo asked.
"T..the maids are downstairs." he stuttered.
"Go! I am on my way!" Leonardo dismissed him and walked over to his mirror, running his hand through his silky dark hair. He was panting from a nightmare. His owl ran to him and stood in front of the mirror.
"Good morning, devil," he said, and stroked the owl and sighed.
"That was a close call. I was struggling to get out of my dream. I was trapped in there." He said and da
