The looming threat.

At imperial city.

Towards the odd hours of the night. Inside the highest building within the city, and a very luxurious bedroom. A figure of a woman was lying on the bed; deeply asleep. She laid paled and stressed, few beads of sweat were on her forehead; twisting and turning around the bed and very appalled and blanched.

She released a sharp breath, slowly opening her eyes. Her chaotic and unsteady breathing lingered in the room, with shaky hands; and a paled expression in her face. The next second, a man stepped into the room and saw her.

Sitting in the pool of her own sweat! All white and shivering. He turned on the lights and walked towards her side, taking a seat beside her bed. The woman threw herself into his arms in search of comfort.