MASON II
MASON II He woke up, all of a sudden. The door was clattering. It felt like the door would fall along with the ceiling over his head and the floor beneath his bed. "Open it before I break it down", a voice he heard indistinctly sharp that nearly killed his previous dream. He dreamt he was in a castle lonelier than the Glass Palace, perhaps bigger, taller and more beautiful. He was a Lord and he had a Lady as stunning as Aerys Sunryder. Black hair, grey eyes, white skin. And little children laughing and running in the courtyard while he and his wife watched them smiling, being proud of their hardship. But then, it was only the Glass Palace. He was only a knight. And Nene had entitled him, "The Coward Knight". "Coming !", he shouted gathering all his strength. Such a rough start of the day ! But he knew many days would come and go like that until Nene Sebastyn would be in his life. And he walked lingering lazily towards the door.