Kaye:
I knew I had to repeat myself, even louder this time, and explain to my brother the plan that had been brewing in my mind all along.
"I'm going into the Dream Prison," I repeated, noticing how clueless my brother seemed.
"Huh?" He tilted his head, slowly standing up and setting the bottle and glasses aside as he walked toward me again. I knew he would try to stop me, but I was determined to go through with it.
It was my responsibility to keep these cursed roses away from my people, and instead, I had failed miserably.
"I'm doing it," I said more firmly this time. He shook his head in response, his expression hardening.
"You've lost your mind. I won't allow this. Norman trusted me with this duty. He knew the moment he left, you'd try to convince me too. So no! I'm not letting it happen," he said sternly, coming closer, standing right in front of me as if daring me to try and head toward the bed to begin the dream-travel process.
