~{EMELDA'S POV}~
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I parted my lips to speak but I closed them again in surprise.
"I know what you want to ask but I want to hear it from you," he said and leaned back into his chair before folding his arms against his chest while giving me his charming look.
I kept staring at him like the answer was there and after giving it a thought, I asked, "How were you in my dream?"
And his smile stretched as he leaned forward in excitement.
"It is one of my special abilities, my queen. I just pick my target and visit them when they sleep." He answered.
"But you didn't sleep," I reminded him.
"That's the fun part, I don't necessarily need to sleep before I can visit someone's dream. I can do it while taking a walk or even going through those papers or even while eating," he explained and my eyes widened in surprise.
He could really do that?
"So, tell me something, my queen. Why do you despise flowers so much?"
At his unforeseen question, I arched my brow but still answered.
