DG tossed and turned in her bed. She was losing sleep rapidly over these nightmares.
Micheal stepped into the light.
"Welcome back, young princess."
"Yeah. Great to be back." She muttered sarcastically.
"Glad to see your spirits are up."
"That was sarcasm."
"oh." He looked like a dejected Glitch and that made her heart twist.
"Sorry. I'll lessen the sarcasm." He smiled kindly at her.
"Bring forth Dorothy."
"Dorothy?"
"Yes, your ancestor."
She was beautiful. She wore a white dress with blue checkered dress over that. She looked like a picnic. She was beautiful though. Her shoulder length hair was parted into two pigtails and tied by two blue bows that matched her dress. A dark brown dog sat at her feet.
"This is Toto. MY name is Dorothy."
"You're my namesake." She smiled kindly.
"Walk with me." She waved her hand and Oz in the olde days came into view. " I was here quite a long time ago. This was the OZ I knew. Kind, munchkins were kind little children. I think that changed a lot even when the Witch possessed your sister."
"You didn't have the munchkins that kidnapped?"
"No. These were the munchkin." DG's eyes popped outo f her head.
"I think I prefer my munchkins. I mean, the munchkins from my time."
"They are yours. You are the future Queen, Dorothy Gale. DG, you have a pure heart and soul. You are the candidate for the Queen of the OZ. It chose you. You should be thankful."
"I know but why
me? I just came here a little while ago and I have no idea the
customs of this country."
"That is what you have advisors
for. Ambrose or Glitch, whichever he is, can help you with the
political stuff and Cain can help you with the domestic customs. You
can ask Jeb more intimate questions if you don't want to
discuss it with Cain."
"Why would I want to ask Cain anything? And why not choose my sister?"
"It is not your sister's destiny to be queen. She knows that. Your mother would rather her be queen because she listens and obeys her commands more easily than you do. You're a free spirit, DG."
"Yeah."
"DG, we have bestowed one of your parts of your magic soul. It will help you do what you have been doing since Cain left."
"You know?"
"Yes I do. And I pray with my whole being that you wouldn't have to go through it but alas, my pleas are ignored for the greater whole of OZian society. I just really hate taking you away from your sleep. You lose sleep when you're here instead of sleeping and just entering your dreams."
"It's okay."
"You'll get sick eventually. From it all."
"Good thing Raw is
here, then isn't it?"
"Raw." She said as if contemplating
something. "I like him. He needs to channel his emotion receptors.
Tell him to meditate."
"Okay, Ms. Dorothy."
"Grandma D please."
"You're pretty cool."
"I lived in Kansas."
"Really?" At her nod. "Cool."
"You are going to wake up. Tomorrow will not be a good night. You are going to be visited by someone you really don't want to see."
"Who?"
"Adora Cain." Her eyes watered and Dorothy bowed her head, feeling sorry for her descendant. She wouldn't wish what was going on in her granddaughter on anyone. No matter how much she hated them.
"I'm sorry."
When DG woke up, her tattoos were swimming on her skin, causing her immense pain. She grabbed the leather arm gloves that Az gave to her.
"Well, I don't care." Wyatt said, copping an attitude.
"I don't know why anyone bothers with you, hard ass."
"Well, why do you?"
"You're my father. I love you. But I can't stand you right now. Either apologize for making Azkadellia cry, or you'll have DG to deal with. I'm done." Jeb walked out his father's room and slammed the door and assumed his role as protector of the princess. He nodded to the guards outside her door.
"Have they started?" He asked, forgetting his previous argument with his father or the fact he was standing 20 feet from DG's door and could hear him very well.
"ADORA!!" Came the
scream from inside the room. Jeb froze and his eyes got as wide. The
guard shifted uncomfortably. Jeb sat down. She is going to get
visited by his mother? Oh, shit. He ran a hand through his hair.
"Sir, we can't let you through." Jeb looked up and froze.
It was Wyatt Cain in the flesh.
"Why the hell not."
"Orders from both the Princesses and Mr. Cain."
"I am Mr. Cain!"
"No. You're Cain. I meant young Mr. Cain."
"Dad I have direct orders from the Princess. You are not allowed to see her when she's sleeping. We have two guards stationed at her balcony doors, a maid in there with her. We have these two upstanding citizens out here." They straightened up when mentioned in pride that they were protecting the princess. "She's safe, Dad."
"How long has this
been going on?"
"Since the defeat of the witch."
"That long? I've been here for two weeks."
"She didn't want you to know."
"ADORA!" She screamed sobbing. He could hear the heartbeat of his father. His eyes widened and he bolted to DG's door. The two guards tackled him to the ground. Cain was knocked out. Jeb sighed. Why, oh why, couldn't he just follow orders. Oh that's right. The reason was on the other side of the door. DG. His father couldn't think straight let alone think logically around her. He could hear the maid whisper reassuring words to DG as she fitfully slept. Jeb sighed. Another long night.
At least he didn't have to suffer through the nightmares and the visions.
