Crystal hated the taste of what he gave her, but she did not complain. Her parched throat craved the liquid. When he pulled it away the last time, the princess lay back, her eyes closing.<br/><br/>Soon the young girl was asleep, her body twitching every now and then. It was a fitful sleep, one filled with nightmares of the attack. She tossed and turned as she relived her torment, waking with a scream.<br/><br/>Crystal was shaking with fear, a cold sweat running down her face. She looked around, seeing, yet not seeing, the things around her. "Hood?" Her voice was quiet, raspy, scared. That was the name he had given her wasn't it?<br/><br/>The princess looked at him, still beside her. "Please tell me my father is ok. Tell me my brother is safe." She pleaded. Her dreams plagued her mind.  She tried to sit up, only to fall back to the bed again.