Austen
“Austen,” She calls to me, and I follow her voice.
“Kinsley,” I call back and see her just ahead of me, wearing a beautiful gown with a crown upon her curly hair. I run towards her, but she disappears.
‘Wake up,’ Zeidan yells, making my dream vanish.
I open my eyes, and I am alone in bed. “Kinsley?” I say and lift my head. “Where is she?” I ask.
‘She needs you,’ Zeidan mutters.
I fly out of bed and throw a pair of sweatpants and a tank top on before running out of the room.
“Austen?” Xavier calls to me. He looks like he hasn’t slept in days.
“Are you still awake?” I ask.
“I haven’t slept if that’s what you mean,” He shrugs. He looks me up and down, “What are you doing up?”
“I’m looking for Kinsley,” I say.
“Your Majesty,” someone calls down the hall, and we both look.
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