To Love (Enchantress of Desire)

Chapter 17

I walked into the dining room and took a seat next to Zolona. She looked blankly at me as if she thought about something else far into the distance.

"Zolona?" I asked.

Zolona looked down at her food. "Yes, 635202?"

"I'm ready to tell you my dreams," I said.

"Go on," Zolona said.

I took a deep breath. "I've dreamed of different images since you revived me back to health two years ago. Recently, I've been able to recognize a few of them."

"Tell me everything," Zolona glared into my eyes.

I told Zolona about the images. She watched intently, taking in my every word.

" I received new pieces last night."

"Which were?" Zolona raised an eyebrow.

"Three people in gray hoods."

"Those are The Three Oracles of Wrathful Vengeance."

"Why would they be in my dreams if my sleep connects me with my past?"

"You could've crossed paths before. The descriptions you gave me weren't vivid, so I assume you saw they passed by you quickly?"

"Yes," I paused, "But why would I meet The Oracles of Wrathful Vengeance?"

"I'm not sure. You said you saw the woman with the black hilted sword? Was this the same one from The Game?"

I nodded. "I saw her in the last round too."

"Damn... Ever since Echo got here..."

"Yes..."

Zolona raised an eyebrow. "Have you seen anything else from The Game?"

"My worst fear appears in my dream. It's a woman in a black hood," I said.

"Strange. Anything else?" Zolona asked.

I nodded. "Yes, in The Game, I saved a family, and their house appears in my dreams."

"What family?" Zolona asked curiously.

"One with a small boy, a little girl with silver eyes, and a woman with silver hair," I said.

"An old woman with silver hair?" Zolona asked.

I shook my head. "She's young."

"Bloody hell... it couldn't be," Zolona mumbled.

"What is it?"

"Nothing," Zolona paused, "Anything else?"

"... I can remember a fog. Also Valentine, and the woman in black holding a knife."

"She was holding a knife?"

"Yes, I was still in the forest and..."

Zolona cut me off. "If only we could look into your head."

"There's no way unless someone had my powers."

"There might be another way."

"How?"

"What happens to a person when you share memories?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I never ask."

"Let's find out, shall we?" Zolona clapped her hands.

The guard from outside her door came into the room.

"Yes, Mistress?" he asked.

"We're going to use a guard?"