A warm hand on his face brought Vius out of his nightmare with a painful lurch, dizzy with the speed of it. The ground beneath his bedroll rumbled as he instinctively reached for his magic, already starting to split deep beneath him, ready to entomb…
“Vius.”
The world finally began to filter into his disoriented mind. Solna looked stared down at him with a vague frown. “Yes?”
“Are you well?”
Was he? Vius’ eyes fell shut of their own accord as he tried to recall the nightmare that had gripped him so hard. Shadows of shadows of blood and death had filled his mind completely as he slept, a mad jealously and a desperate love seizing his heart. It was the taint of Alahanai, of a struggle waged so powerfully that not even the war he and Solna had finally put to rest could compete.
Perhaps h
