Night walked over to a red colored window a sigh slipping from his lips after he heard the question about what was going on. He bit his lip hearing the phrase of the snap and lightly placed his hand to the window. His cheek softly rubbed on his as he hummed faintly to it. His fingerâ€™s stroked it as it began to change colors to a happier color. He smiled and continued his whispering song to the window  nuzzling it lightly his hand tapping his own heart before he looked at it seeing it was now pink. A large grin came to his face as he looked over at Maxi. â€œThe red ones mean someone is having a nightmareâ€¦ and if someone from the shadow realm sings a lulibye to itâ€¦ then it becomes whatever the shadow wants it to become.â€ He looked at the window as he walked back to Maxi grabbing his hand and pulled him to sit with him on the couch. â€œI hate the red onesâ€¦ they make me sadâ€¦ but I cant make them all change. For then all dreams would be happy and none would be special. Besides some of the nightmares are good they let things happen that need to happen. If you touch a window you can see the dream and determine whether it should be changed or not. Then decide what would fix it and what it should become.â€<br/><br/>His head laid back against the couch as he closed his eyes and relaxed some â€œThe snap is a signal the guards have been told to follow from my fatherâ€¦â€ his voice was low and soft like a whisper as he spoke. His limbs shook lightly as he tried to get his mind off of it. â€œThe guards have been trained since mother died to do as father tells them. Even if they do not agree with what they are to do. They cant help it and have no choice or their heads may roll if my father deams it to be soâ€¦â€ he avoided the question about what happened. â€œI am fine, just a little tiredâ€ he smiled sitting up. â€œLets go and take a nap?â€ he stood and stretched as he began to lead Maxi back to the room. â€œYou donâ€™t have to stay in the guardian wing if you donâ€™t want to. My room and bed are always open to you.â€ he commented as they walked into the bedroom.<br/><br/>â€œGo a head and lay down I am sure your very tired after being awake for so long.â€ Nightâ€™s words were swiftly said as he walked into the bathroom closing the door behind him. He fell back against it and held his side, he wasnâ€™t use to hiding the pain for that long and he felt dizzy. Slowly he forced himself to stand and walk to his counter not noticing the door had cracked open some. He stripped of his shirt and stared into the mirror at his reflection. His smile was a frown quickly as his fingers traced over the large bruise on his abs. His hand lay in the center and still could not cover the area. He turned and looked at his back with a sigh. This one was worse â€œDamn..â€ he whispered moving his hair out of the way so he could see the full damage. â€œThat took more then I thought it handâ€ there were splotches over his entire torso of various staged bruised. Some yellow, red, brown, black, and most were dark blue. Some cuts scattered over his body too. â€œIt will be over soonâ€¦ you donâ€™t have to wait to much longer..â€ he whispered softly almost sounding as if he wished to die not wishing for that to be the fate of his father.