My days were sluggish. I hadn't slept since I talked to Luke about the pendant. I have been doing my own research in hopes of finding its location. I haven't had any such luck. I set my cup on the counter, letting out a sigh. This was my sixth cup of coffee and I still wasn't fully awake yet. I grabbed my book bag and headed out the door. I sat in my car for a few minutes before driving off to school. When I arrived, I parked in my usual spot before heading to the art room. I sighed and sat on the stool looking at the brand new canvas in front of me.
I had a while until school actually started. Grabbing a few different paint brushes, and paints I wanted, I gave a small smile. I didn't know what I wanted to create. I started with blue and let my imagination do the rest. After an hour, I let out a sigh in relief. I sat back down on the stool, only just realizing I had stood up during my painting. When I examined it, I began to cry. I had pained my dreams together. The prince-like boy surrounded by fire. I sniffled and wiped my eyes, standing up. I walked out of the art room with my painting in hand. Going to the end of the hallway, I barged into the classroom. Not paying attention to the other people, I headed straight for Cole. I set my painting on his desk.
"I demand answers. To everything. Why… Why did you tell me that…?" I paused, and swallowed thinking back to the last time I talked to Cole. "That you were hired to assassinate me after learning the truth? Why am I having these weird dreams every night?" I asked, pleadingly. I was on the verge of breaking down again. This was too much to handle all at once. Cole let out a sigh as he looked at my painting. He looked like he was preparing himself for what would come next.
"Asher… What do you know? What dreams?"
I stared at him, before grabbing his arm and leaving the classroom. I took him up to the rood where I knew for sure no would hear us talking.
"The first night… I dreamt of my death. I fell into fire. My second dream doesn't make any sense to me. A car went through me. I should have..."
I took a breath to calm myself down.
"My third dream… I dreamt of that boy in my panting. He looked so much like me. He was also wearing some pendant called the Stonewood pendant" I explained, looking at Cole for any chance in his expression. There was none.
"He looked like you… because it was you. Asher think about it. Haven't you noticed that you are different from everybody else?"
I took a step back. "What do you mean different?"
"Those dreams… How do you even know they are dreams? They could very well be reality." He said calmly.
"No… They can't be! I would have died!" That fire would have killed me long before the car!"
Cole chuckled, before looking at me seriously. "You can't kill what's already dead Asher. It's physically impossible."
I took another step back, falling to the ground. His words kept ringing in my head. Can't kill what's already dead? What did he mean? I was a living thing. I drank coffee this morning! I drove my car! I talked to Luke… My head began to spin. Cole came over to me with a laptop in his hands. He didn't bring anything with him when we came here so where did that come from? He kneeled down in front of me, turning the laptop so I could see it. I stared at it in confusion before realization dawned on me.
"No! Stop it! You're lying!" I yelled, gripping my head. I just wanted everything to go away. Slowly my vision began to blur as everything faded to black.
My eyes slowly opened. I sat up and looked around. This was not a room I had ever been in. I looked down at the sheets that covered me. They were a rich blue that housed a gold crest in the middle. Staring at it a bit longer, I recognized it as the design I had seen on the Stonewood pendant. The walls matched the sheets on the bed, which made me laugh softly. I hesitated opening it. I didn't know what I would find on the other side. Taking a breath, I took a chance and opening it to reveal a hallway. I stepped out of the room and into the hall. I jumped in fear seeing two big guards standing outside the door staring straight ahead. On their metal breast plates I saw the same emblem as the bed sheets. Hesitantly,
I poked one of the guards. When he looked at me, I squeaked.
"Um... W-what is that emblem? I-I have seen it a lot everywhere."
"It's our kingdom's crest." He answered gruffly.
"Kingdom's crest?"
"Forgive me your majesty. You are currently in the Eversting palace. Your home. You haven't hit your head at all have you?" he asked worried.
I shook my head quickly. "Not at all. I guess I'm still waking up from my rest."
I laughed weakly, before taking off down the hallway. When I was at a safe distance, I sighed in relief. Nothing was making sense anymore. Eversting palace? I have heard that name before. I can't remember where. This is so frustration. I hate this feeling! Feeling like I am trapped in a box watching my life pass before my own eyes. Slowly but surely the pieces were falling into place.