Celaena drifted off into a dream, where she and Rowan, were fighting some guards, in her dream, She seen a guard running at her with a dagger,  Celaena pivoted on her heel, the movement putting herself behind the attackers dagger arm. Her trailing foot had barely touched the ground before Her most used sword, was drawn and in a flash had severed the hand holding the dagger. Once her trailing foot contacted with the floor she pivoted on that heel as well. The second pivot put her on the opposite side of her attacker . Celaena's lead hand wrapped around his throat and the edge of her blade soon protruded from his chest, blood stained. She withdrew her sword from his body and as he fell to the floor. The movement was fluid and without hesitation. From the time the dagger reached her Silk dress it'd only taken the length of one breath until the guards corpse hit the floor. She grunted in her sleep as that whole seen played out, to any looking at her sleeping, she had full lips with a red balm on them.