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[Scenario 20] You Get A Nightmare

(This one is cringe I apologize in advance)

Athanasia De Alger Obelia:

In your dream, a sinister image haunted your subconscious—a nightmare where Athanasia, the love of your life, met a tragic end within the confines of her chambers.

The darkness of that vision clung to your senses, driving you to awaken in a state of distress.

Athanasia, peacefully slumbering, stirred as she detected the sound of your sobs. Her eyes fluttered open, immediately drawn to your tormented countenance.

With a mixture of surprise and concern, she sat up, a tender expression etched upon her features.

"Y/N...?"

Your fists clenched, tears flowing freely down your face, evoking deep worry within her.

"A-Athy... Please don't leave me..." you choked out, your voice laden with fear and vulnerability.

The weight of your plea hung heavily in the air, revealing the torment of your subconscious.

Understanding instantly washed over her, realizing that you were trapped within the grip of a distressing dream of yours.

Without hesitation, she laid down beside you, her left arm enveloping your neck while her right hand held onto your arm, offering a soothing embrace.

"Don't worry, I'm here," she murmured tenderly.

A tremor escaped your lips as you bit down on them, attempting to steady your emotions. "You're here? You won't die on me, right? I swore to you and your father that I would protect you no matter what it takes..."

"Shh... Yes, I know," she hushed you gently, wiping away the tears that stained your face.

You sighed shakily, finding solace in her comforting touch, and instinctively wrapped your arms around her waist, seeking the reassurance of her presence.

"Please don't ever leave me..." you whispered, your voice laden with a mixture of desperation and longing.

Athanasia's smile gentled, her eyes filled with unwavering affection.

"I won't."

Cayena Hill

Waking up from a restless slumber, you found yourself gasping for breath, your heart pounding in your chest.

The remnants of a dream clung to your consciousness, the weight of its implications weighing heavily upon your fragile state.

Hastily, you sat upright, causing her to startle from her own peaceful repose, her eyes mirroring the concern that etched across your face.

As your gazes intertwined, an unspoken question hung in the air, begging to be answered.

Sensing your distress, Cayena gently reached out, her delicate hands cradling yours as she sought solace in the depths of your eyes.

"Y/N," she whispered, her voice laced with tender care. "what's wrong?"

Your hands trembled slightly, anxiety weaving its intricate web around your thoughts. With a flicker of vulnerability, you voiced the question that had plagued your subconscious.

"Cayena, will you ever leave me?" The words lingered, heavy with the weight of your fears, as you searched her eyes for reassurance.

Surprise danced across Cayena's features, swiftly replaced by a soft expression of understanding. She drew you closer, her arms encircling you in a warm embrace, a sanctuary of comfort and love.