Katherine should be cleaning, she promised she would finish after breakfast, but she is sitting on the base of Queen Anthea’s statue and telling her about the dream. It is still unsettling to even think about and she wishes to know what it means. Why did she dream about Cellan? And why such a sensual dream?
“There you are.” Anery hugs her. “I thought I would find you in the tower.”
“Oh. I’m sorry, I should have told you.” Katherine murmurs. “I had a weird dream.”
“How weird?” Anery inquires and sits by her side.
“About Cellan.” Katherine whispers. “I have to get it off my mind somehow. He can read my thoughts and I don’t want him to find out.”
“A nightmare?” Anery asks.
“No. I would let him see that and tell me he would never hurt me.” Katherine shakes her head and turns red as the
