8

Demi's pov

It was a beautiful dream.

A beautiful dream of freedom.

I felt softness around me, the enchanting smell of fresh flowers teasing my nostrils, a contrast to the odor I was accustomed to.

I could feel warmth and a hint of slight discomfort from something that was stuck in my arm but it wasn't a big deal.

I slowly forced my eyelids open, wanting to catch a glimpse of my environment and my gaze was rewarded with pure white ceilings with carefully illustrated designs that were drawn out in flower patterns beckoning my fingers to trace their outlines and marvel at the art work.

When looked to the side, I could see the sunlight streaming through the large window, its warm rays illuminating the room and creating an inviting atmosphere, and my gaze extended to the lush view of a castle on sight.

It was gigantic, its walls and towers standing tall and Magnificent peeking from within the greenery surrounding it.

I looked back to the room, the incandescent space with walls painted of