"Karina, has it been two days since Azazel went missing?" Leona asked.
She watched from the balcony of her assigned room in the hostelry, her gaze lingering on the street below.
Karina responded, brewing tea for her master.
"Yes lady Leona, it has been a little over two days since he set out on his anonymous journey with the Prince and a third party."
Leona sighed.
"I see."
"Your tea, my lady." Karina said, placing a cup of steaming tea on the tea table beside Leona.
"Thank you." Leona whispered then reached for the tea but her hands shook slightly.
Karina noticed, yet she kept her silence.
For the past two days she'd watched, kept awake while her master retired to bed.
The nightmares were becoming worse.
Sure there had been days before where it was quite severe but it wasn't consecutive and it wasn't this bad.
Leona couldn't sleep without waking up abruptly in the middle of the night.
