CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Ignoring a barrage of questions from Pom, I teleport to the tower of sleepers as soon as I appear in my palace. Swiftly, I find Cadmael and leap into his dream.
A dream that is clearly a nightmare.
Icelus agents are cutting Itzel into small pieces with their ceremonial daggers while Cadmael is tied up and powerless to save his granddaughter.
Not bothering with subtlety, I evaporate Icelus, make Itzel whole, and have her kiss her grandfather on the cheek before sprinting out of the room. Finally, I free the gnome from his nightmare bindings.
He rubs his rope-burned wrists and stares at me with utter incomprehension. “How?”
“You’re dreaming,” I say calmly. “That was a nightmare. I’m a dreamwalker. My name is Bailey.”
“Bailey,” he says, still looking stunned. “Itzel
