Night falls, in Guilas's dorm room, the dim candlelight flickers in the tranquil air, casting swaying shadows.
Guilas lies on the wide bed, with a slight frown on his brow, as if in the midst of a profound dream.
In the dream, he stood on a vast and boundless wasteland, with dark clouds covering the sky and thunder rumbling.
In the distance, a huge castle appeared eerie and mysterious under the illumination of lightning.
The castle door suddenly opened slowly, and a figure walked out from it. It was Arya, but she no longer looked like a baby. Instead, she appeared as a brave female warrior in armor, wielding a long sword.
Guilas tried to approach her, but no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that the distance between them could never be closed.
Arya turned around, with deep and resolute eyes filled with courage, murmuring to herself, "The wheel of fate has begun to turn, and I must walk this path."
The dream suddenly shifted, and Arya found herself standing on a burning battlefield, surrounded by fallen warriors and shattered banners.
Her eyes revealed deep sadness and helplessness, but were soon replaced by a strong determination. She raised her long sword and challenged the forces in the sky.
The dream shifted again, and a stranger appeared, snatching Arya from Guilas's hands.
Guilas reached out eagerly, but could only touch the air. Arya walked away without looking back, leaving Guilas feeling helpless and hopeless.
Guilas woke up, sweat soaking his forehead. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down. The images from the dream still echoed in his mind, leaving him feeling uneasy.
He got up and walked to the window, gazing at the night sky. The moonlight sprinkled on his face, making it look particularly pale.
His heart was filled with doubt and worry. What did these dreams really mean? What would Arya's future be like?
Guilas's thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. He turned around and opened the door to find Lilith standing there, with a look of concern in her eyes. "Lord Guilas, what's wrong? You don't look too good."
Guilas smiled faintly, trying to conceal his unease: "It's nothing, just a dream."
Lilith entered the room, her coffee-colored long hair swaying gently with her steps. She approached Guilas with a look of concern: "You have always been very concerned about Miss Arya, did you dream of something unpleasant?"
Guilas fell silent for a moment, then ultimately decided to tell Lilith about the dream. After hearing it, Lilith couldn't help but furrow her brow: "This is indeed unusual, but perhaps it's just your inner worries playing tricks on you."
Guilas nodded, but the unease in his heart did not dissipate. He decided to discuss it with Sebastian the next day.
The next day, he walked through the long corridor and arrived at Sebastian's study. He knocked on the door, and a deep voice from inside the room responded, "Come in."
Guilas pushed the door open and found Sebastian sitting at his desk, flipping through an ancient book. His face bore a kind and profound expression, with a glint of wisdom in his eyes.
Sebastian's study was filled with various ancient books and scrolls, and the paintings on the wall depicted the history and legends of the magical race.
"Sebastian, I have something to ask you," Guilas' voice carried a hint of weariness.
Sebastian set down the book in his hand and gazed at Guilas. "My lord, what has happened?"
Guilas detailed the scenes of the dream to Sebastian. As Sebastian listened, his brow furrowed gradually.
"These dreams are unusual, they might be some kind of omen," Sebastian pondered.
"Omen? Are you saying that these dreams foreshadow Arya's future?" Guilas voiced with concern.
"It's possible. The castle, the battlefield, and the man in the dreams could all be symbols of future events." Sebastian spoke with seriousness.
Guilas felt even more uneasy: "So what should I do? I can't let Arya face these unknown dangers."
Sebastian stood up and walked to the bookshelf, pulling out an ancient book: "Fate is unavoidable, but we can prepare to face it."
"This book contains some ancient prophecies and runes, perhaps it can help us interpret your dreams."
Guilas walked over, took the book, and his eyes shimmered with determination: "I will do anything to protect Arya."
Guilas came to Arya's room again and looked at her peaceful sleeping face.
He gently stroked her hair and whispered, "No matter what the future holds, I will always be by your side, protecting you and guiding you."
Arya smiled slightly in her dream, as if she could feel Guilas's love and protection.
Guilas's eyes shimmered with a deep light in the flickering candlelight. He gazed at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, deciding that today was the perfect time to take Arya for a walk in the forest.
He walked gently to Arya's bedside, watching her peaceful sleeping face, feeling a surge of tender emotion in his heart.
"Arya, it's time to wake up," Guilas said softly, gently shaking her bed.
Arya slowly opened her deep, ocean-like eyes and saw Guilas. She gave him a pure, innocent smile.
"Daddy!" she called out in her tender voice, reaching out her little hand towards Guilas.
Guilas gently picked her up, kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Arya, today we're going for a walk in the forest to let you experience the beauty of nature."
Arya clapped her hands excitedly, her eyes filled with curiosity and anticipation.
Before setting off, Guilas gathered his five close Warlock companions, who were Arya's guardians and loyal partners.
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