Honour's eyes fluttered open, staring into space. Like she was witnessing something very far away.
The memories of her dream were still vividly flashing through her mind, muddling her thoughts and making it impossible to think straight. Where was she? Who was she?
Questions she normally wouldn't ask herself.
Rubbing her eyes, she looked around her. A soft glowing blue mist covered the large bed, flowing away from her like a river's current and falling to the ground silently.
While anyone would be shocked by the strangeness of this sight, Honour wasn't moved in the slightest. Her eyes scanned the luxurious room until they landed on the amber-eyed redhead standing by the door.
The girl was dressed in her pajamas and from the heavy look in her eyes, she was just from sleep. Madeline looked to be locked in an odd mix of shocked and sleepy, "G-Good morning, Honour."