Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ofDreamsandaftershetookDimitri’sgoldpace,themanhimselfhadinanappearance.Couldhehavebuiltanerandmuagnifitkingdomiherdimensionoftime?Vio’shatredforDimitrihadnotabatedandthirstforrevengewasburningasstrongaseverinherheart.Shesatohrohonehandcuppingheranddrowsilydozedoffwhenthesoundofaman’ssobbingwokeherfromhernap.Itwastheexpressionofintensegriefandsorrowinhisheartwhichheseemedtobestrugglinghardtostiflebutfailed.ItcameoffandoninfitsandstartsanddisturbedVio’snapwhichmadeherveryangry.“Whodarestobesoboldastoearmythrone?”shethought.“Iwillcutoffhisweepingheadforsuchaffront!”Shecalledoveranattendantandasked,

    “Whoisthatg?”

    “It’sKingCyclinthecorridoroutside.”

    Viowasgreatlysurprisedandstoodu