Mark was sitting on his throne with his elbows resting on the armrests, fingers interlaced in front of his face, and his gaze fixed on the large closed door at the far end of the hall.
Though he wasn't really looking at it.
His eyes were focused on the door, yes, but his mind was somewhere else entirely.
'…Was it really just a dream?'
The question had been going around in his head since he had gotten up.
Because while all the signs pointed to it having been nothing more than an image produced by his brain, fried from fever and exhaustion, there was something about that dream that didn't quite add up.
'What if it wasn't?…'
But just as that thought finished forming in his head, the sound of the large door opening pulled him out of his trance.
Ely was the first to enter, followed by Yuki, Aria, Rose, and finally, keeping her distance from the rest, Alice.
