Time and again, Dream fell victim to Desire's cunning tricks. Lucienne warned him tirelessly, urging him to be cautious, but no one truly understood the profound depths of his loneliness. After restoring his realm and reclaiming his belongings, Dream was met with a haunting emptiness that gnawed at his very essence—a void that Desire was all too eager to exploit.

Dream had a type. He craved emotion, life, and vibrancy, and Desire embodied that allure. Yet, despite his longing, he had never been adept at romance. Cold and reserved, he had always prioritized duty over desire, locking away his heart behind walls of rules and obligations. His time in captivity had taught him much, and he was striving to be more open, though he often stumbled in his attempts.

The yearning for connection tugged at him, a stark reminder of what he had missed. He wanted to feel, to embrace the warmth of companionship, but the shadows of his past loomed large. With each encounter, he grappled with the delicate balance between vulnerability and the fear of losing himself once more, caught in Desire's web of temptation.