Young Master Cetasion Kleiner, Son of the Great Duke and Duchess Kleiner, laid on his bed staring at the elegant ceiling.
What was he doing you might be asking?
I am not sure myself. I blinked not moving from my spot on my bed.
Blink.
Blink.
I just had the craziest dream.
I finally sighed and sat up, swinging my legs to the side of the grand bed. I grabbed the pills and the glass of water.
My eyes closed for a second before a quick chug, I gulped down the bitter medicine.
Even though I ate it for 13 years it doesn't get any sweeter.
Though the small strawberry candy helped.
"Young master. It is time to wake up." A voice sounded. the door opened and in came an old man in about his late 60's walked in. His name was Alter.
I just hummed in response and watched as Alter walked in and started gathering clothes for the day.
The old man has been with me since I was little. Even before I started getting more week.
I stood up and walked over. He pulled out a white shirt with a blue vest with simple dark embroidery. Not too fancy, because of the income of the small manor I am staying in. Dark trousers accompanied it and a small black scarf. as Alter tied it I finally spoke up.
"Alter..."I softly called out. hesitant at first.
"Yes, young master." he said finishing the knot and picnic put the discarded clothes.
"Have...you ever had a weird dream before?" I softly asked as I collapsed into a small chair by the window.
Alter slightly surprised from the question stopped for a second but continued his task of tidying up the room. "Hmm, I believe everyone has dreams that can be considered strange."
"Yes, but mine is total nonsense." I murmured looking out the window.
"Nonsense, young master?" The butler walked over, I looked over and saw him carrying a teacup out of nowhere. A tick formed on my forehead. I took a sip and realized it was hot chocolate.
"Yes," I called softly, and finished the rest of the sugary drink before putting it down. I looked over at the butler and smiled without any warmth. "It was a dream where crowds of people cheered my name, calling me the Hero of Ivolene."
Alter flinched internally, I noticed and sighed staring back at the ceiling. "Not just that, but I was wielding a sword with weapon mastery and aura."
Alter just silent stood by my said.
The images came to my head.
I was in a burning forest with soldiers everywhere collapsing from arrows. Just as one was about to hit me, a sword slashed it.
I glanced over at the owner and it was a man, but everything else was blurry. Three others came and stood in front as well.
A voice called out.
"My lord! Hurry, Run!"
Another soon followed.
"Leave, my lord!
A third.
"Quickly, we will guard here."
And a fourth.
"My lord, I wish we could come to you more quickly in the past. Now leave!"
A fifth voice appeared right by my ear.
"Leave quickly, my love."
A female voice, and a quick kiss on my cheek as black engulfed me.
