Lilac
I had a dream, a really confusing one. In it, Sloan was bleeding and battered, he was hurt all over, but he wasn't sobbing, instead, he had a scary look across his face, and he carried in his arms—- but I was unconscious. The words he said before I woke up were the most confusing.
"Hurt him and die."
I was reeling in confusion even after rising from the bed and taking a shower. When I stepped out of the shower, one of my rude roommates was standing in the doorway, preventing me from walking away. He doesn't have a scowl on his face this time, instead, he looked curious as he regarded me.
"Did the prince really beat up Prince Zade because of you? That's all everyone has been talking about. Of course, I don't believe any of that is real, but I still would like to hear it from you."
I shook my head as I cleared my throat. "That's not true."
