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Aaron's pov

As the days passed, and the weight of the people's doubts pressed upon me, my facade of strength and bravery began to crumble.

Their words echoed relentlessly in my mind, like a haunting melody that refused to fade away.

"What if they found out the truth about the stone and decided to rebel against me and that's what lead to what is happening in my constant dreams?" I thought out loud to myself.

The uncertainty gnawed at me, and I found myself tormented by the fear that the truth about the stone might be revealed sooner rather than later.

Sleep became an escape I longed for, but my dreams offered no solace. Instead, they twisted into surreal landscapes where the stone itself seemed to mock me.

In those haunting visions, I saw the people's accusing gazes as Khalid puts the sword through my heart , and the doubts within my own heart reflected back at me.

"The people are beginning to question the stone, and it wouldn't take them too long to figure out the stone might be