<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/c4/2e/4a/c42e4a96012522e6906f7e0b22f7c153.jpg)</div><br/><br/>The dream is more prophetic than Darius would know at that time.    The decoy that had escaped with a hundred of the palace guard of which the commander and captain of the palace guard were with.   All lie dead, and the empress has been declared dead.   There is great mourning going on in the capital of their homeland.    More importantly, they have known,  the empress had left poising as a slave.   The grand Marshall's spies had learned and knew of it.    However, the reason they have not been chased is they have allowed it.   He is taking her to be sold.   The Thuker doesn't know a thing.  An agent awaits, to pay him the other half, and a nefarious member of the council of advisors for the Thukar will have her sold at auction.   She is the true empress,  well the Grand Marshall had a witches coven put a geas on her.   One of the young coven members delivered and put it on her this night.    She will never be able to name herself empress,  in speaking it or even in writing it down.  She will demand she is a concubine.   She led a recluse life in the palace and all those that have had contact with her are either joined the Field Marshall in claiming the throne or are dead.   Even now as they continue the mission to deliver her.   There are still a few who know he is the bastard of her father.   They have begun looking for him.  To be the face of the resistance and be the next emperor.<br/><br/>Camilla sleeps, her dreams are of him.  Not as prophetic as his own at first.   But then in the very last dream of her sleep, she dreams of home.  Unlike before her back as the empress.  She has the same dream she is sitting on a cushion silk pillow before the throne.   A gold chain leads from her collar to a hand holding it.  She looks up in her dream and it is Hellhound sitting there.  It is so vivid and real.   That she wakes up at that moment and looks to see him standing over her.<br/><br/><br/><br/>