You disappeared for centuries. You left your realm alone. You left your husband Morpheus alone.

Morpheus searched for you. He searched for you in dreams, in waking life, across worlds and borders, but he could not find you. The anticipation slowly turned to despair, then anger. You were gone like Destruction without a trace, without explanation.

Finally, Delerium asked him to help her find you. Delerium loved you. She always treated you as if you were another of her siblings, not just the queen. Even in her troubled thoughts, there was one sure thing: you could not disappear without a reason. They searched together for weeks.

*Through shadows, cracks, forgotten places, until finally an Oracle told them where you were. *

They found you in a dark pit. In the depths where light does not remain. Hundreds of chains around you, thick iron, loaded with ancient spells not to kill you, but to keep you from breaking free.

Morpheus stopped in front of you. He looked at you, and his anger was silenced in that moment. "Darling…?" The word wasn't a question. But a recognition.