The Dream

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In fact they stayed At Charles's mansion for a week, before Charles felt good enough to start their journey . They decided to go to the King first before involving anyone else . Right before they left, Charles found Christina alone and said '' I have to thank thee and thy family for helping me and my people ''. '' You are welcome , at any rate I'm glad that my family was picked for helping'' '' As am I'' said Charles looking at her steadily. Brianna came in at that moment and saw Charles kiss her hand and Christina blush. " Uh, Christina, Charles time to go'' Brianna said . '' Is Gothbart coming with us ?'' asked Christina walking down the grand steps. ''Yes he is ''. Brianna answered '' Dad requested that he would and there are some others , just in case we are attacked. '' Thee's dad as thou call him ,is quite experienced man at this type of things it seems''. Charles commented . '' He isn't , I mean he hasn't done this before'' Christina said as she descended the last step .'' Well he has been a leader and a comfort to have '' said Charles . Charles went into his room gathered last minute things and both he and Jim donned armor just in case . A total of 15 male servants and and two female servants ( solely for the purpose of cooking and helping the girls don their difficult dresses) . Presently Charles gave orders to the remaining servants for care of the grounds to go along as usual , but they should post sentries along the top of the mansion to make sure that they weren't surprised again . Then they got on their horses that were already loaded up , with weapons , tents food , and such. Then all the remaining servants came out and shouted with their voices joining '' Long live the King and our Prince , we will never give in to Lucifer!'' Then they rode into the hot afternoon , preparing themselves for danger. The first day was grueling enough to even make Brianna not bother Christina that much. The heat was unbearable for girls with dresses , but to roll up the dresses would be horrifying in Charles day so they bore it. They made progress of almost 12 miles and made camp and ate . " What a relief to be out of that saddle'' Christina said as she sank to the ground by the campfire massaging her sore muscles. " That's the benefit of having riding lessons '' said Brianna staring into the fire dreamily. Christina ate her bowl of steaming chestnut soup , then she and Brianna entered their tent and lie down. " Did you ever think this was possible?" she asked staring into the darkness " You know the answer" said Brianna sleepily. What if we die here ? What if we never make it back to the mirror... to our own world . What if Lucifer enters my world and takes control and plunges us into darkness forever? she wondered.She didn't even want to think about it. She slept fitfully that night and had nightmares about Lucifer taking her world and torturing her.She woke up sweating and Brianna shaking her saying " It's only a dream ! Wake up!'' she opened her eyes to see Charles ,Brianna, and her mom and dad and her servant . Everyone left except Brianna , her mom ,and dad. Her mom cradled her and then she fell asleep. The next day they made progress of 15 miles. No one said anything about the night before, which was a relief to Christina until the afternoon when her mom led her horse next to Christina's and asked her '' Do you want to tell me about your dream?'' '' Ummm.... no...well I'll tell you if you tell no one else. Promise?'' Christina talked fast . '' I promise'' her mom chuckled at Christina blundering over her words .'' Well ... I dreamed of Lucifer taking control of our world ...and ... she stopped remembering the horrors of her dream. '' And?'' her mom asked softly. her tone reassuring. ''He was ... torturing...me'' she said looking away and her tone was so low that her mom could barely hear her.'' ''Ohh, I'm so sorry'' her mom said reaching over and patting her back. '' It was so vivid . It will be in my head forever'' . Christina said again lowering her head staring blankly reliving the horrors of her dream. '' Let's not talk about it'' her mom suggested .Christina nodded her assent.


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