Was it just a restless dream? Or did it mean something more?

With that thought in mind, I headed to Cerista's private chamber. Despite my unexpected visit early in the morning, Cerista showed no sign of discomfort and listened attentively as I recounted what had happened last night.

“A voice speaking telepathically... inside your head, you say?”

“Yes. I wondered if you might know anything about it.”

Cerista frowned slightly, deep in thought.

Judging from her reaction, it seemed she was just as clueless. Besides, there was no reason for Cerista to contact me through telepathy in the middle of the night.

“You said it was a woman’s voice you’ve never heard before?”