Shawne sat staring at her bike but not truly seeing it, her mind else where as it brought back a rush of confusing images and emotions. This all seemed way too familiar and yet alien at the same time, like all those dreams as a child that she had but so very real, what else could it be but real? The images continued, seeming to be playing across the inside visor of her helmet. She could see what looked to be her standing beside a shadowed figure in a lush green land, but something was missing...something was wrong....where was Erik?<br/><br/>Suddenly she felt an arm about her shoulder and reality came crashing in around in a very hard and abrupt manner. Stumbling back and over the log she had been resting against, she began to hyperventilate as her helmet became too tight, too closed it and so with a savage yank it was pulled from her head and then thrown to the ground. Still her chest heaved as her body fought with itself for air, whilst her brain struggled to get a grip on what was going on.<br/><br/>"A dream....a dream....this is just a dream...I will wake up in my bed safe with my mommy.....this is just a dream....a dream....a dream...." she chanted softly to herself over and over again her eyes closed tight as she tried to take a complete breath and force herself to wake up. A couple heartbeats later she opened her eyes but found herself still in this dream world, which caused a groan of despair to come from her lips as she sagged to her knees and continued to mumble over and over again.<br/><br/><br/>Jasmine felt them, felt them all, yes her spell had worked and it was now time to act. Turning from her scrying pool she rushed from her private chambers making a beeline for the throne room to where her beloved husband was holding audience with his generals in the late hour. Waving the page boy off she entered without an announcement her husband the king rising from his seat along with his generals, "M'lady the hour is late why are you here? Is there something wrong?" the concern evident in his voice as she came to him and he without hesitation hugged her tenderly to him, not caring that his men see him in such a tender moment with her wife.<br/><br/>"M'lord the Chosen...they have come...." Jasmine said to her husband looking up at him from the embrace they still shared.<br/><br/>"The Chosen? Are you certain?" his tone hopeful but still hesitant to truly believe.<br/><br/>"Yes my love. I have seen them and they are here right now. Just waiting for us to come and find them" she said with complete certainty in her voice as she continued to look into his eyes.<br/><br/>Tobias stared down at his voice seeing her conviction and knew that her words were true, some had said marrying a woman from the witch tribes to the south was gong to be the death of him and his kingdom but now here they were about to go and get the chosen and save his kingdom. Nodding to his wife he turned to his generals, "Well you heard her! Form parties! Get the hounds! I want those chosen found and brought here immediately!" he snapped to his men somewhat, his excitement getting the best of him.<br/><br/>Sometime later he stood on a rampart with his wife in his arms as they watched the men charged with the task of finding the Chosen racing out across the land. He just hoped that they got to them before the enemy, the Chosen were their last hope.