It snowed heavily that night, but not enough to cover the bloodstains on the area at the side of the castle grounds where Henry fought with Sebastian and his men. Aurora woke up from a nightmare. But when she got up from bed, she had already forgotten what she was dreaming about.
Henry was standing by the window looking outside when she woke up. He looked at her and asked. “What seems to be the problem, my love?” Henry asked as he walked towards her and sat on the bed.
“I had a nightmare but I already forgot about what it was.” She said. Aurora looked at Henry, she knew something was off. Henry’s face was gloomy, almost lifeless compared to the Henry she was used to. She could not help but touch his face.
“Is there something wrong? You look bothered?” Aurora asked Henry.
Henry touched
