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*Rhys* I looked at the large clock hanging by the train terminal for what must have been the hundredth time. There were only minutes to go now. My body seemed to shake in anticipation as the meeting time got closer and closer. I had been so eager to meet Saoirse that I hadn't been able to stay put in the castle and came to escort her myself. I wondered if it was possible that she was actually the girl from my dreams. Not only had the last few days been awful for anticipation, but the dreams had also gotten worse. When I focused on them, I was sure the girl in my dreams was the clumsy girl I had seen on the computer monitor. But still, I had to see her in person. I had to meet her. A light breeze blew, pulling my long black hair into my eyes. I huffed in irritation. I should have pull