Fear was all that coursed through the Dragomir's veins. That feeling that makes goosebumps raise and your world grow colder than before. Yet, there was nothing Lissa could do to make it go away. It was always there, in the back of her young mind. Total eclipsing of all rational thought. The dream began just like any other, it was a happy world that she lived in. Christian and Rose were arguing about something, retorts being slung from each end of the table. Dimitri lurked in the corner, always watching the table. Even in her dreams she didn't notice that the careful eye was on Rose and not herself. It was a great place to be, complete happiness. That was, until screams erupted from across the room.
It was a flash of dark figures, everywhere. Necks snapped, punches thrown, growling ensued. Not even a renowned 'god' like Dimitri could stop it. They didn't stop, until one more body hit the ground. Lissa hadn't noticed Rose jump from her seat, something she should have seen coming. No, she didn't see anything until the wide eyes of her bondmate caught hers, and Rose was going down without a second thought. "No, no," she whispered, getting from her seat and rushing over to Rose, despite everyone's warnings. The blonde tried to concentrate on her best friend, bring her back from the death she had just received. It was no good, though. They always say you can't cheat death more than once.
"Rose," her voice whispered towards her best friend as she felt the hard grip on her arm. Almost as if she was being forced up, Lissa found herself screaming as she sat up. "No! Let go of me!" Her eyes trying to readjust with the world. It was calm here, everyone was going about their own business. There was no attack going on. Rose was most likely at training completely fine, well, other than her sore body that the brunette would surely complain about affectionately later.
Eyes were on the princess, though, when Lissa realized she had yelled as she awoken. Great, she thought with a grimace to herself. She was just starting not to be the weird one anymore and now? People wouldn't stop staring. "Sorry," she said quietly, sinking back into her seat and pulling the book to hide her face.









