It was before dawn. The chamber was dark as the sky, the floor-to-ceiling windows displaying the incredible views of the courtyard and the huge entrance gate whose frame was outlined by moonlight against the dark sky.
Aveline's eyes blinked open as if in urgent, waking up from her nightmare, sweating. She didn't have such hazardous sleep before, still, she wasn't tired at all. There was unusual energy-boosting her. Her body suddenly trembled. It was neither for the coldness nor for the willingness. Her limbs jerked without her concerns. It seemed like someone else from inside was enforcing it.
To halt, she gripped onto the bedsheet, nails digging into it. But the quake proceeded with greater leverage. She gasped hard when it stopped.
"W-what...." Her voice stuck as anxiety took place in
