Azriel is tossing and turning in his bed as a nightmare forms in his mind. A nightmare that makes no sense, with a girl hes never seen before…

In this nightmare Azriel is stood in the corner of a cave where he can see a young fae girl plead for her life. The image keeps switching from a young no older from 6 to a grown female. Both pleading. Both scarred, skinny, chained, and bruised.

Azriel jolts awake from his nightmare with his shadows whispering to him over and over again.

its her