Donovan's POV

“Wake up.”

“Wake up, Donovan…”

That voice.

That voice was familiar like I have heard it already. However, I don't know where and when.

“Wake up, king of Northwood.”

I opened my eyes and I was exposed to whiteness. The surrounding was nothing but covered with white, and even the ground. I remember sleeping on my couch in my study, so I couldn't remember being in this place.

Perhaps I'm in a dream.

“Donovan, The king of Northwood.”

“Who are you? ...