In my sleep I saw Myself in my battle outfit with my falchion in its sheath. I advanced forward through a plain. There were some trees there. I continued to walk feeling the nice breeze and looking at the flowers. I feel happy knowing I can appreciate them instead of knowing I needed to fight of the risen. I lay on the flower bed and I smell the wonderful scents and all the while, all I can think of is how Inigo and I must find a flower bed as grand as this and to enjoy the simple pleasures I never truly got to enjoy. I turn my head to the left and see something that completely caught me off guard. Around a tree I see a sleeve much like the one my mother wore. I jumped to my feet and ran over to the tree. I quickly turned and saw the hair of Morgan, his hood covering his face. I felt regret wash over me since I haven't even attempted to address his issues yet.

My chest feels tight and I ask him, "Morgan, what brings you here?"

After a few seconds I ask again and there was still no reply. Eventually I pat his head trying to comfort him.

"Brother I-I'm aware mother has been gone for a long time b-but she may return shortly, there isn't goodbye. Our bonds to our mother is strong and she will return eventually", I told him in a cheery voice attempting to make him feel better.

Again, no reply. I slowly remove his hood and scream. His face had six purple eyes, three on each side. He had taken the power of Grima! In mere seconds Morgan stood with a tome in hand and he raised his hand and soon the beautiful earth was a barren wasteland. How many times must I see this terrifying creature?! I reached for my falchion however it wasn't in its sheath anymore. Grima came for me ready to eat me whole. I ran and evaded his first three bites. After the third a large root came up from the floor and I tripped, twisting my ankle. This nightmare felt real, my pain felt overwhelming. I could see Grima coming toward me. My mother had the spirit of Grima inside her, could she have passed her curse to me. Was this all real? I couldn't tell. Grima came closer jaws open, I screamed as loud as I could out of fear and desperation and was awoken by my husband.

Inigo looked worried and he was trying to shake me awake saying, "Lucina! Lucina wake up!"

I awoke and heard my own screams. I was drenched in sweat and possibly tears as well. I looked around the room frantically and took a deep breath. My room was exactly as it was when I was asleep and I was in my nightgown. Inigo immediately hugged me tight.

He said, "You're alright Darling, you are here safe with me."

I held him tight and said, "Inigo I had the worst nightmare imaginable. There were flowers and then I saw morgan and morgan was- was" I attempted to get the words out but my tears prevented me.

He replied, "Shhhh, it's alright, I'm here and it was all just a dream. Perhaps I should make us some tea so we can calm our nerves?"

As he pulled away lightly I looked at him brushing off my tears and nodded, "Yes that would be nice. I'll come along with you."

Inigo smiled and we went to the dining hall for a warm cup of tea. When Inigo served it I told him about my nightmare. He listened entirely and took me more serious than his usual light hearted carefree self.

He told me with a straight face telling me, "Yes I remember you used to have a lot of nightmares of the fell dragon. The good thing is he's gone now. I think this time the nightmare is because you haven't talked to Morgan yet and you think you failed yourself like when we failed to defeat Grima the first time around."

I pondered what he said as I sipped my tea. Could he be right, was that the reason I had that horrible nightmare? I did feel guilt for not talking to Morgan, however could it have been that intense of guilt? Dawn was starting to come with the sunrise. I decided I was going to talk to Morgan today no matter what.

As I was thinking, Inigo said, "Lucina, I believe you're forgetting something."

I looked at him and raise my eyebrow in confusion, "What do you mean Inigo?"

He replied, "A smile of course! The night is over and it is morning so no more nightmares tonight!" he smiled and laughed.

"Right", I replied smiling and laughing alongside him

Today is the day. I am going to comfort my brother.