A vision. A competition. A hero. A heroine. It's been four years since Sofia first moved to the castle - four years of blissful life. But now, everything seems to be spiraling down - first with repeated nightmares, then with a competition where she can't participate. And then more. If she manages to lift herself and the rest of Enchancia back up, well and good. Otherwise... not so.

Russetfur was never given a choice to become deputy; Blackstar forced her into the position where she would be idolized by her clanmates, no matter how horrid she felt. This is a short story written over eight segments.