Maven. the crown prince of Verona. Verona is an dystopian kingdom. people here dress like they live in medevil times, but the inventions are quite impressive. Maven is the crown prince. buts he hasn’t made a public appearance in 10 years, since his beloved mother, the queen, passed.

i cupped my hands under the cold, running water and splash my sweaty face.

“damn it…”

i whisper under my breath. another one of those dreams… no, nightmares. every night for a week i’ve had these dreams. dreams of me, alone in a desert with black sand. ahead of me is a figure. a woman. she’s just… walks away. no matter how loud i scream in the dream, she doesn’t stop. and when i finally get close, the sand beneath me fails and i fall into a void…

i sigh again, looking up at my pale reflection in the mirror. i’m a mess… i- wait. was my balcony door open before?