Chapter 270: Mission

In the dead of night, the moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting ethereal shadows across the room.

The air was still, save for the occasional rustle of leaves outside. In this serene setting, a lone figure lay on a bed, bathed in the soft glow of the moon.

She was a woman with flowing blonde hair, her features serene in repose.

Suddenly, a shift in the atmosphere disrupted the calm. The woman stirred restlessly, a bead of sweat glistening on her forehead, evidence of the turmoil within her subconscious.

Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing eyes wide with alarm, still heavy with sleep.

She had been pulled from the depths of a nightmare, its lingering tendrils wrapping around her consciousness even in wakefulness.

With a gentle groan, she slowly sat up, her hand instinctively moving to cradle the curve of her bulging stomach.