Eser wakes up in a cold sweat. He sits up in bed rubbing his eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness, instead he decides to light the candle next to his bed. His dream was the same as before, someone he knows, getting tortured and killed, tonight it was Princess Rowan. But it wasn't just anyone doing it, it was himself. Every night for the last year he had been witness to his own acts of torture on those he served happily. 'Why do I dream of hurting them?' he thought to himself. 'They have been nothing but kind, and caring.'
Suddenly, a voice, cold and sinister spoke to him, "You dream this because, this is what you want. You hate them!" Out of the corner a fox, colored black as night, steps towards him, entering the sphere of light given off by his candle.
"No, I do not hate them!" Eser yelled back standing up from his bed. "I will not listen to you!"
The demon laughed, sending chills down Eser's spine. "I only tell you the truth. I say not what I want, but what you want deep down."
"Screw off!" Eser said stepping towards the man. "I will not listen to you!" Eser swatted at the man, and he disappeared like smoke, and the voice was gone. Eser got dressed and headed up stairs, to check on Princess Rowan, and make sure it was just a dream.
Eser knocked on the door to the princess's room and said, "Princess Rowan, you in there, it's me, Eser."