Alexander's POV:

I woke up with Namara’s words from the coronation still gnawing at the edge of my mind. She hadn’t said anything outright, not clearly, at least, but the way everything she said last night came out in quotes, it felt as though she were afraid to voice it out plainly.

A dream, she’d called it. So did that mean she remembered… or not?

“Does she believe it was just a dream?” I muttered to myself as I sat on the edge of my bed, elbows on my knees. “A dream of the ...