Chapter 54 THE NIGHTMARES FROM THE PAST, THE SACRIFICE FOR THE KINGDOM

• She turn her head from left to right. She looks troubled. There are beads of sweat that are visible, trickling on her skin as her face contorted. Her forehead ceased, a deep frown, breathless as her chest move into a fast pace.
• It was Helga. Succumbed, entrapped towards the nightmares that had always hunted her even before. Long gone, but the ghost from the past had keep their tracks, remnants to how they keep grudge and so torment Helga even onto the sleep where she was lulled. The peace taken, stolen memories and so the solemn night she stay restless.
• Those face, the claw marks and the wounds, which continuously bleeds.