Chapter45:

“Good evening, my sweet.” As usual, the sound of Dareios’ voice sent chills down my spine and every cell in my body wanted to flee. However, I didn’t give in to that impulse – not this time at least. This time I had actually wanted to find Dareios, I had sought him out in the manner which Zara had taught me just a few weeks back, and I had found the nightmare with greater ease than I thought possible. Personally, I think he had been waiting for me. He was leaning his back against a giant oak tree, its leaves turning from deep shades of green to the wonderful shades of reds, oranges and browns of autumn before my eyes. It once more drew me back to the realisation that I was in some corner of the Dreamlands, although I didn’t know which corner exactly. It looked a bit too cheery to be the Darklands though.  “Where are we?” I heard myself ask. Dareios pushed himself away from the oak tree and walked leisurely toward me. “You’re in the Dawnlands, not too far from my uncle’s castle.” He poi