Book2:KigdomIteDreams
ahstruggle,hecouldnotmovefreelybetweendreamaybecauseofhisinsomnia,whichhadbeenbadgeringhimofte.Hewasreallyinturmoil.WhiteFairyhadnotetohimforquitesometimeandhedidnotknoashappeningintheKingdom.Justashewasembroiledinhisinsomnia,uoextricatehimself,heheardcheeringandgingfromthestorefront.Rapidfootstepscametowardshimg,“Dimitri!Dimitri!equickly!Lookwho’shere!” WhenDimitriwalkedintotheworkshop,fouryoungwomencameovertohughim.Thoughtheydidnotintroducethemselvesbyname,Dimitriwasablethem.Thatsoft,satin-likeskinthatemauralfloralstcouldous.Thatmildandmysterirancebelooelle,whohadonceedupDimitri’swoundwithherhandkerchief.Hestillrememberedthatstwithfohatromantidslightlyicpoetess,aseasilyshatteredasdeli