That night Silvernist dreamed.
A beautiful woman with long wavy red hair and deep blue eyes. She was being led by these guards to a large gallow. A long rope hung down with a loop at the bottom. The woman stood infront of it with her hands tied behind her back, Her face was sad, and her eyes full of of sorrow. A knight then took the rope and looped it around the woman's slender neck. It suddenly showed the soldier's gloved hand on a wooden lever. He pulled it.
Silvernist woke, sweating. In the dream she had no idea who the woman was. But she certainly knew what was happening. What did it mean? Who was this woman? Silvernist slumped onto her bed. Her head was spinning and she closed her eyes.