Chapter Twelve

“Well, at least this time I have some idea of where I am.”

            Anna found herself sitting on the edge of a bed, not that different from the last time she’d fallen asleep. Although she knew where she was in her dream state, she had no idea when. She glanced at her attire, which appeared to be, at the very least, of the feminine style, which meant she was no longer masquerading as Adar.

            Just then, the two women she’s met in her first dream entered the room.

            “C’mon Adara, you’ll be late for the procession. The horses are all saddled and ready. Here’s your riding outfit. Hurry and get changed, everyone’s waiting.”

            “One second, please.