You wake up in a panic, in a strange bed in a strange person’s arms. You jump out of the bed, spotting a door and run for it, slamming the doors open and running for a few seconds before stopping abruptly, hands going out and clutching the end of the balcony, which was at least twenty stories in the sky. A pair of strong arms grasp around your waist, and you spin around to see the emperor Dream holding onto you.