Page 23 of The Nightblood Prince

The nightmares continued that first night, then the second, then the third.

Yong’An in flames, children being slaughtered. My sister’s screams, my parents’ lifeless bodies. And Siwang…

My dear, beloved Siwang.

Drenched in blood, dressed in the dragon robes of an emperor, kneeling in the grand hall as a faceless man in pristine white robes swung down a dark blade.

They’re just dreams, I tried to tell myself. They are not real.

But then…