Veronica (4)

"A lot of us roam the earth secretly searching for our lover, they say he appears once every hundred years, I just got lucky and found mines. I've waited three hundred and ninety-six years to find you, and I don't plan on letting you go, "She said.

"Neither do I, "I whispered and lightly kissed her.

"now you must sleep, we can worry about Veronica tomorrow for now Tatianna is not a threat," She whispered as she lied me down. "I'm not going anywhere," She laid next to me as I buried my head in her chest and succumbed to the feeling of comfort and sleep.

I had another strange dream but this time it wasn't about Naylie it was about Veronica. Veronica stood in a castle wearing an old gown walking through the corridor towards a woman with long white silky hair that touched her lower back. She walked towards the woman and whispered in her ear. She turned sideways till I can see the tip of her nose. Veronica looked forward as if she was staring at me. The woman walked down the corridor toward Naylie and gracefully held her chin.

Naylie nodded and walked away with the woman leaving Veronica behind. Veronica kept staring down the corridor as if I was standing there and called out "Ty".

A pair of guards rushed in from a side corridor and picked up Veronica. She screamed and yelled as she was pulled away down the side corridor.

I jumped awake. Naylie patted my head and stared at me with concern. I slightly smiled at her and asked her.

"How does everybody know how Tatianna died, does she have a lover?" I asked. She looked at me with a questionable look, "No, she's the only one in history too remember her death without a lover."

"What can you remember about yours," I asked. "Everything you told me, but it's coming back slowly every day I get closer to you," she replied.