''So.. your gonna tell me that today I turn 18 years old?'' Elsbeth asked and looked at her mother. Marina looked at her daughter. ''Elsbeth.. you just came out of a coma.. On your eighteenth birthday you got poisoned and later fell from your horse.. You've been in a deep sleep for almost three years'' Marina said. ''You mean that I am almost 21?'' she asked. ''Yes my dear'' Belfire said. Elsbeth looked at the nurses and groaned when she wanted to focus on their faces. A headache captured her and she laid back down in the pillows. ''I am not married.. not the Queen of Draconia.. Not mother of the most cutest boy I've ever seen.. Not with the man I had thought of as the love of my life..'' she whispered and then closed her eyes. ''Go rest some honey'' Marina said and then walked to the door. ''Jane, Lana.. Could you both go tell the doctor that Elsbeth has woken up'' she said, the nurses nodded and walked of. Marina and Belfire left the room.

Elsbeth woke up again, a few hours later, and felt dizzy. She again had dreamed about Mike and Derik, the fight and how they had won. She swallowed and reached for the glass with water that stood next to her bed but she couldn't reach it. Then she saw the man standing, blue hood, sapphire with gold necklace and dual swords that totally didn't look normal for the medieval time they lived in now. ''M-mike?'' she whispered. She sat up some more but her head made her look hazy and she didn't know what to do about. ''W-who are you?'' she asked. ''Answer...'' she said but suddenly shivered as she got a cold chill down her spine. ''Answer me'' she then said, her voice softer, nicer.