****** Catherine's POV ******
I’m walking down the streets of Yorkshire and I can’t help but frown. I’m pretty sure I was in Washington DC, EUA only a few minutes ago. I keep on going and I’m soon at the market’s square. I can’t stop myself from inhaling the delicious scents around me. One of these days I will have to come back here. For real, I mean. I’m pretty sure I’m dreaming, a very vivid dream, but Fate’s induced dreams always are.
She has always communicated with me in the form of dreams, sometimes whispering to me, and all I can ever see of her is a blur of a figure in the corner of my eye.
I gave up trying to figure out long ago why she singled me out and talked so much with me. Only once did she give me somewhat of an answer: “You are a child of Fate, your soul spreads destin
