Isla laid on the floor, listening to the continuous drip drip of water from the roof. Her eyes were wide open.she couldn't fall asleep anymore. She had woken up after she had the strange dream she always had, the one with the beautiful lady with white hair. Her hand was placed on her belly. Her stomach was already very big and she feared that she was getting closer to her due date.
Lucian slept quietly,his snores echoing in the cell. She heard something in the dark-like footsteps. She sat up slowly straining her eyes to listen. She heard the slight clicking of keys and then the door creaked open. She wondered if it was a guard. A cloaked figure stepped in, moving slowly towards her. Isla's heart raced. "Who—?"
