There He was, tall and white, descending to the bottom of the hospital stairs where she stood holding her sceptre, as the nurses and battle-injured soldiers looked on.
"Please stay. Protect him from all the negative energies outside."
She paused for a moment at His words and looked around. Not one word was uttered from the others. Their King was fighting alongside his generals in the battlefield, determined to win the war but strangely oblivious to the dangers she saw coming his way.
She was their only hope. The sceptre was in her hands!
She had to fulfill the task no matter what.
And with that realisation, she woke up.
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