Shrek wondered how the Dronkeys had followed them here. He hoped Donkey wasn't with them. Fiona watched as they played happily in the gardens. "Can't we go anywhere without Donkey or his family following us?" he asked Fiona. She rubbed his back gently to calm him down. "I know but it's the first time the kids have smiled since we got here! Besides once Donkey and Dragon realise their kids are here, they'll come get them." She told him calmly. He then went into the bedroom for a nap before getting ready for the ball. Fiona noticed how tired he was but every time she talked about it, he changed the subject.
The reason he was so tired was because of bad dreams and couldn't sleep. He hoped he'd be able to sleep. He then kicked off his shoes and lay on his side on the bed. "I can't believe Fi knows about the sleep problem!" he thought as he yawned. He then fell asleep. He was beginning to dream but it was a nightmare. It began in the swamp and Fiona and him were cooling off in the mud. Suddenly everything went dark. "Fiona where are you?" he called out into the darkness but there was no reply. The darkness then gave way to a tower but Fiona wasn't there. This filled him with fear. A winged person then laughed as everything went bright. "Where's Fiona?" he asked it. But he was standing in a graveyard beside a grave. It was Fiona's. He recoiled in terror. "What happened to her?" he asked through tears.
The being laughed at his pain. "This happened because a terrible spell made her ill because someone wouldn't let my friend's son rule! Their defiance made the spell worse and she died out of kindess!" he said. Shrek was shaking from this. "Who was it that made the spell worse?" he asked nervously. "It was her father and you!" it answered cruelly. Thunder then struck the sky at this. "That's not true! Harold and I would never do something like that!" he told it. He sank to his knees in pain. "It looks like you're alone… alone again!" the being echoed as it faded. Shrek then screamed in anguish.
Fiona heard this from the next room and ran in to see what was wrong. She then began to sing. That always calmed her husband down when he got freaked like that. He woke up crying softly. She saw fear in his eyes and hugged him gently. "It's okay honey! You must've had a really bad dream like the others." She said to him gently. He tensed up as he heard that. "How do you know that?" he asked her. "I figured it out a while ago the last time it happened. Let me guess, the dream was about something bad happening to me?" she told him softly. "I don't want to talk about it anymore, okay?" he told her. "Okay I won't talk about it anymore but just know I'm here if you want to talk." She told him as she left the room. He then went to have a shower to cool off and forget about what happened. He sighed happily as the cold water washed over his body. He hoped that the dreams would stop.
But in a room in the castle, a darkened stranger with wings was watching him through a mirror. "He wants the bad dreams to stop eh? Then he must pay the price!" he told himself as he opened a book.
Fiona was very worried for her husband at the minute. She'd tried asking him about it but he refused to open up. She was unaware of the stranger in the castle. He was a demon sent to torture Shrek into giving him the kingdom. His name was Procastus He was the one sending him terrible dreams. He'd found a book in the library that he needed to carry out his plan. He then created a spell similar to the one he'd cast on Fiona in Shrek's latest bad dream. He laughed at this as he became invisible. Meanwhile Lillian was in the ball room preparing for the ball. Harold was playing poker with Shrek. Fiona laughed as her father lost again. "How're you so good at this?" he asked him.
"A certain assassin taught me!" he told Harold. Suddenly Fiona saw a black mist appear on the wall. It then dropped to the floor and became a winged demon. "Fiona get away from him!" Shrek yelled angrily. Procastus cackled evilly at this. "Don't worry! It's not her I'm after!" he said as he threw a spell at him. He then fell to the floor in pain. Fiona ran over to him. "What did you do to him?" she asked angrily. Tears were in her eyes. He laughed at this. "The spell I cast on him has made him very ill! But there's a way you can save him by giving my friends's son the throne! If you refuse , the spell will get intense and the illness will kill him just like with you in his dream!" he told her as he vanished. Harold growled angrily. Fiona then felt her True Love's forehead. There was a fever on him and he was shaking.
His skin was very pale and was coughing. Fiona couldn't contain her sadness any longer. "I can't let him go! I'm not letting that demonic friends's son rule over the kingdom!" she said angrily. Lillian then put a body warmer over her son in law. She watched as footmen carried Fiona's husband to their room. Procastus laughed at her pain and misery. Fiona then came into the room and sat down beside him gently. He was in bed. His eyes opened slowly. "Hey honey. How're you feeling?" she asked him. He saw tears in her eyes as he touched her cheek. "Fi do as that creepy demon says! If the spell gets worse , there's no cure. I remember that from my dream when it happened to you." He said wearily as he fell asleep. Fiona had a decision to make. The kingdom or her husband's life.