Dream, a famous hunter, was tasked to kidnap the prince of the kingdom Fiander, George. After successfully completing his mission his master gave him a reward to do whatever he wants with the prince. What would the hunter, Dream, do with the prince...
"Wizards?" I was confused. I had never seen one before but I heard they're just like the male version of witches. "They can heal any injury in an instant when they chant a spell." Dream explained. "Can they heal an injured dead person?" I asked. Dream thought for a second but nothing seemed to come in his mind. "I don't know...they only taught me the basic ones since they said 'once you learned the basic ones you can heal anything' " Dream said sarcastically. "Do you know anything about the revival book?" "No one knows anything about the revival book except Bad." Sapnap interrupted our conversation, entering the room.
"Then...why does Bad want me to learn?" I was confused. If he didn't teach Dream and Sapnap then why me? They both know how to heal people. One of them should know how to use the revive book, right? "I know you have a lot of questions but I think it's best if you ask Bad. After all, he's the one that chose you." Sapnap patted my shoulder, reassuring me. "Let's go to sleep. You must be very tired." Dream said softly as we all cuddled each other and slept.
The next day, I woke up with no one beside me. "Dream? Sapnap?" I called looking around the room. Bad thoughts run to my head the more I look around. "Dream! Sapnap!" Tears ran down my face as more bad thoughts cloud my head. Did they leave me alone? Did they hate me without knowing? Did I annoy them? What did I do? Did I do something wrong without knowing? "DREAM! WHERE ARE YOU?!" I cried from all the thoughts running around my head.
"George?" Dream opened the door and hurriedly went to my side. "Dream! Where did you go? Why did you leave me?" I continued crying. "Me and Sapnap were just practicing sword fighting. Sorry if I made you worried." Dream hugged me tight.
Sapnap came inside the room and asked what's wrong. "He had a bit of a panic attack. I told you we shouldn't leave him alone. Now hand me the gold." Dream said, extending one of his hands while still hugging me. While they were arguing, I tried to calm myself down by hugging Dream tighter, clinging onto him. Sapnap was still arguing with Dream until one of them tried to punch each other which made them fight each other. Sapnap tried his best to not hit me and Dream tried to protect me from Sapnap.
They were both fighting until Bad heard the noise and barged in. "What is going on here??" The two of them stopped immediately, pretending like nothing happened. I went over to Bad and told him what the two were doing. "George, can you please wait outside while I handle this." Bad said smiling at me but I know behind that smile he's about to get really mad at those two idiots. I went out of the room and grabbed the book I read yesterday or what Bad calls the "revival book". I read the book again while waiting for them.
(Dream POV)
"Dream! Sapnap! Stop fighting over simple things. A bet is a bet. Sapnap, give Dream whatever you two bet on and never do this again." Bad scold us. "Oh come on! Betting is fun! Why don't you like it?" Sapnap protested. "Sure it's fun but once you're fighting each other it's not fun anymore." Bad argued back. "So where's the gold Sapnap?" I said teasingly. "Ughhh, fine." Sapnap went to his closet and moved some clothes away to grab a piece of gold. "Here." He gave me the gold with a blank expression. "Thanks!" I happily took it and walked away.
"Dream." Bad called as I was about to open the door. I turned to look at him, "What is it? Did I do something wrong?" I asked nervously. "You and George should do training, you two do that right?" Bad said "Oh sure. Why though?" I said curiously. Bad doesn't say that unless there's something important. "You don't need to know that." Bad looked away as if to tell me to go now. Weird, he usually tells me why. Maybe it's about the revival book? He never says anything about it to anyone.
I went out of the room to see George reading the book. He looked up to me asking what happened. "Bad told me that we should do our training." "H-huh? I thought he'll tell me about this revival book" he said, pointing at the book he was reading. "I don't know about that. He's been acting kind of suspicious ever since you found that book." ''Oh well, guess we're just going to do training." George stood up from his seat, placing back the revival book in the bookshelf. "Do you have the practice swords?" George asked. "No, we have to use real swords so be careful." I handed him a sword as we went to the garden to practice.
