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Dianna walked toward me, her eyes glowing red. She had gotten out? How? I jerked, trying to force my body awake. I needed to move, to get up, but I only managed to turn my head to the side. A figure with a hat stood on the other side of the room, but it was the one next to him that had a familiar feeling rushing over me when I looked at him.
Roccurem.
Yes, he had shown up in my room and tricked me. My head hurt once more, the pain forcing my eyes closed, but I could have sworn Roccurem looked at me with a knowing expression. His six eyes appeared, all opaque white, all glowing, yet no one moved. It was as if only I saw them.
“Not a monster, god king, only broken,” Roccurem whispered in my head.
I was thrust back into my subconscious so fast that it felt like I was falling. I landed on my knees in some dark, empty room and heard a scream so loud, so painful, and full of grief that it shook the world around me. It was every nightmare and fear I had, from Rashearim to Dianna leaving and back. It all bled together, creating a void inside me. I covered my ears. The screams were ancient and all-consuming, with such despair that they filled up every inch of the hollow space inside me. I screamed along with it, trying to release the pressure. It felt like my brain was attempting to escape my skull, but I kept fighting against the creatures that held me.
“What’s happening to me?” I shouted to the swirling room.
“They are called the Baku, god king.” Roccurem’s voice was far away and distorted as if he hid from them too. From her. “A race evolved from the Deskin, the dream eaters.”
“How can they hold me?”
“They cannot. I am helping them keep you detained.”
“Why?” I shouted, the lights beneath my skin beginning to hum. I felt them rising toward my eyes, my power, thick and heavy, threatening to consume them. I would kill them all.
“For her.”
The lights died, and the room stopped shaking. I looked around the dark empty space, the screams and howls ending.
“For her?”
“I need her to see and feel before the One True King comes. Otherwise, there will be no realm left, even for you.”
My head throbbed as I struggled to my feet. I didn’t see Roccurem or those six milky white eyes. I saw nothing but darkness. One True King? I ground my teeth, the power threatening to rip me back into the nightmare.
“Where is he?”
I would tear Kaden limb from limb for what he had done.
“She is close to finding him.” Roccurem solidified, regarding me and the room curiously.
My heart thrummed. “I need out of this. Dianna can’t fight him alone. Not a King of Yejedin.”
“If she chooses the wrong path, I am afraid she will fight many battles alone, god king.”
Fear ripped at my gut, and my throat constricted when I realized Roccurem would not help me. He was going to let this happen. “Why are you doing this?”
“She must choose for herself without intervention, or her purpose will not be pure.”
“What does that mean?”
“Let her choose, god king.”
“Choose death?” I nearly shouted. “She will die if she fights him. Die, Roccurem.”
“Perhaps.”
Icy fury swept through me, sharper than steel. “Let me out of here, Roccurem.”
“I cannot.”
“If she dies, I will shred you to atoms.”
“I am aware.” He glanced up as if listening to another world. “There is a mortal saying. If you love something, set it free. If it comes back—”
