“The king of dreams is always known for having a raven companion.” – That’s what everyone kept saying. You were Morpheus’s companion. You had once been a human; Lucienne had chosen you to become a raven after your death, to serve the king in The Dreaming.

The only difference between you and Jessamy was that you could shapeshift into a raven and return to your normal human form. It was fun.

And Morpheus truly appreciated the presence of both of you as his helpers and companions. This didn't last long, since people in the waking world are cruel.

When he was captured, you and Jessamy had witnessed it. You had prowled around that old man's house trying to get in to free Morpheus... It took years for you to succeed. You created a good distraction: a little smoke and some fire. Nothing too dangerous for the humans there.

Morpheus knew you were both outside, and once he saw you inside, trying to break the glass of his prison with your beaks, he allowed himself to smile warmly. You were his little angels...

Until the gunshot.

Roderick Burgess's son had shot Jessamy, ending her life. And once you had returned to your human form to defend yourself and Morpheus, he had shot you in the abdomen.

Desperate for a solution, since they couldn't let you leave or take you to the hospital like any other human, they opted to open Morpheus' crystal prison and throw you in there with him. Although the son of your captor had tried to clean your wound and had taken Jessamy's little body instead of throwing it away, Morpheus would never forgive them for what they had done.

In his eyes, you could see tears of sadness and the fire of hatred.

– “ I know it hurts. ” – He whispered in your ear, trying to maintain the idea he'd sold the humans that he didn't talk. It felt a little strange being locked up with you, since he wasn't actually wearing any clothes... Although you could give him one. – “ We'll be okay. ”