Two girls were sitting in a garden. They looked exactly the same. The first girl was Cassia and the other Heira. As one they looked at me and smiled. "I have been waiting, Alexander." They spoke in usion and there was a third voice. Casandra. I tried to speak, but my voice did not work. "You are in a dream, boy. I will not allow you to speak." My expression was everything except for friendly. "Do you want to know something? I am planning to find someone's lost staff and use it to rule all of the world. Then I will finaly be able to get back at your father!" I frowned. "You are wondering whose staff is missing?" I nodded. "I am not going to tell you!" My friends laughed, but Casandra's voice made it a sick sound. "Alexander, you know? I have always liked you and it would be a shame to kill a handsome young man like you. What do you say? Join me?" I growled as I tried to brake her silent spell. "You are trying to brake my spell?" If glares could kill, Casandra would have been dead a long time ago. Her spell was powerful, but not enough. I started to laugh as her spell broke. Heira and Cassia's faces grimaced in pain. "How did you?" They wailed. "Casandra, maybe it is time you tell me whose staff you need." My friends' chuckled. "Sorry, Alexander. Our time is up."

The dream changed. Now I was in Heira's room in the witch cabin. "What did it mean?" She mumbled. I stood in front of her, but she did not see me." Heira seemed frustrated almost agitated. "The last dream was different. Alexander, would not, could not do that. Why would he kill his own father? I have to get to him." She put some objects into her bag and left the room.

I woke up to look right into the eyes of Jason. He pulled away as fast as he could. "I am sorry, my lord. You were talking in you sleep." I yawned as I stood up from my bed. "It is alright, Jason. Will you please wash and dress me and when you are done get my sword ready. I want to train." He walked into my dressing room and I followed. Since my time in the future I struggled to concentrate and my temper got worse. The only thing that seemed to calm me was swordfighting. It has been two years since I met Heira and Demetri. In two days I will turn eighteen and I will recieve my own palace. For some reason I felt a bad feeling about what is to happen. Jason appeared with a loincloth and my armour. He put the clothes on a chair next to my leather sandals. After a few minutes he brought a small batch and a sponge. He started to wash me. The water lessened my migrane. He dried me and dressed me.