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With Destruction welcoming the couple with open arms and his wide grin, Ravenna finds herself in Destruction's house in the waking world. His house is elegant and decent as it is decorated with light shades.
Throughout the tour of Destruction's house, Dream looks utterly lost within two realms. So when she asks him what occupied his thoughts, he hesitates to answer a long time before he lowers his head, ashamed.
"There is a slight issue with a nightmare that requires my attention. But it can wait. You are my top priority."
Ravenna shakes her head with a light chuckle. "You can go, Morpheus. Your kingdom is your responsibility."
"Oh, come on. She'll do good without you glued to her side all the time." Destruction speaks, nudging his brother's arm. "Besides, it is me, your favourite sibling who keeps her company. Nothing to fear about."
"That is what I fear the most. You, my favourite sibling, keeping her company." Dream says to his brother and Destruction simply rolls his eyes.
"Take your time. I will survive with this guy." Ravenna assures the older brother, gesturing at the redheaded Endless. "Olethros promised to teach me a few fighting techniques. You won't miss much."
"We can cook supper together as well. I can share some of my skilled cooking tips with you." Destruction adds excitement lacing his words.
"You are a terrible cook." Dream says, matter-of-factly whilst narrowing his eyes and hands stuffed in his pockets.
"Ouch." Destruction jokingly gasps and puts a hand over his heart. "That hurts, my brother. Truly."
"Be careful, my little devil." Dream mutters, placing a kiss on her head. A lock of thick, dark hair brushes his forehead.
Unable to help herself, Ravenna smoothes it back. "Deal."
Dream gives her a slight nod and turns to his brother, a stern look clouding his face. "If I find the slightest scratch on her, you will be the one to pay."
Destruction rolls his eyes when his older brother disappears into a sand hurricane. "I swear he is the most dramatic one out of us."
Once Ravenna and Destruction reach the training room, she notices various war equipments placed around.
"Shall we?" Destruction's voice echoes through the room, where he stands in the middle of the room.
"We shall." She hesitantly steps towards him, confidently holding up her hands to fight. "Bring it on, redhead."
