[@Lord Zee]

Octavia met the warmth of Lucius' embrace and gratefully accepted it, hugging him back with a warm, gentle, practically nonexistent touch. [color=ed1c24]"I'm sorry for my cruel order... I'm so sorry... Thank you for protecting me... Thank you... "[/color] She murmered to him softly, squeezing him tighter, then fainted in his arms.

============= That Night ============

[i]A young version of Octavia awoke to her father at her bedside that hugged her tightly upon seeing her awaken. It had been a few days since she had made the promise to the boy with the dark wings, little did she know.

[color=ed1c24]" Daddy? What's wrong? Why are you crying? "[/color]

[color=fff200]" A young boy with dark wings, a demon, appeared to one of our soldiers and said that you were sick and you wouldn't wake up. You had been asleep for nearly a week with darkness poisoning. I had thought I had lost you."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"What happened to him? Is he OK?"[/color]

The king fell silent.

[color=ed1c24]"Daddy? Daddy what happened to him?!"[/color] Tears started to stream from her eyes.

[color=fff200]"I'm sorry, beloved. He died soon after from light poisoning. "[/color] The king said sadly, shaking his head.

[color=ed1c24]" N-no! That's not possible! I promised I would meet with him again! He can't be dead! It's all my fault! He's dead because of me! I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I promise I will be good! I promise I will be a good girl, I'll never complain, I'll do what I am told, I'll never go to the border again,  and never ask for anything ever again! So please! Please don't let him be dead!"[/color] She cried. Though she knew that no matter how much she begged, she couldn't bring her beloved friend back to life.[/i]

================== The next morning ===============

Octavia woke up with tears streaming from her eyes from last night's dream and an immense pain from yesterday's injuries. She removed her blankets, sat up, and looked herself over. She wore a simple night gown pajamas and her arms, legs, chest, wing, and forehead were wrapped in bandages. She was exhausted from the extensive magic use and her body felt as heavy as lead. Her mind and vision were a blur. Today she was going to stay in her room and recover, thus, she covered herself with her blankets once more and closed her eyes once more. Yet she found herself unable to sleep for some odd reason.

Octavia opened her eyes once more and looked out her window.