Dreams.

The Middle Ages? Knights, castles, sword fighting. It was a bit confusing, but it seems I was the king's brother. Someone very close to him, maybe just a friend. The king wasn't around, probably off at some war, so our fortress, which was very large, you could even call it a city, was under my supervision. Enemies appeared in our fortress. Initially, they weren't enemies because they were peacefully staying in the fortress along with their command, based on some agreement with us. But their plans changed, and they started a massacre. The guard raised the alarm, I grabbed my sword and ran to find some important guest who had arrived at our castle. It seemed they were looking for him. I ran around the castle, fighting enemies, finding my warriors, and giving them orders. When I found the nobleman, he was surrounded along with his two men. By the time I fought my way to him, his men were killed, and he was wounded. Before he fell, I managed to catch him. Then, several Moors appeared, well-armed and with good, gold-plated armor. With the wounded man on my shoulder and a sword in my hand, I don't know how, but I managed to kill two of them. But things weren't so simple with the third. I managed to wound him a couple of times, but his wounds almost immediately healed. I knew what was going on, but I pretended to be surprised. "Stop fighting," said the Moor, and the other two, whom I thought I had killed, got up from the ground as if nothing had happened. "We have many such soldiers, you and your warriors cannot win. Surrender, and we won't hurt anyone else, we'll take what we need and leave." I surrendered because I knew that I couldn't defeat them, just as I couldn't defeat myself, who possessed the same abilities. I ordered my men to lay down their weapons, and the Moor did the same with his. Some of the fortress's inhabitants had already been tied up and were being led away, but the order was canceled, and I started untying them. The invaders asked the royal family and other nobles to stay in the local tavern for commoners. I went there too. There I met the king's daughter? Yes, most likely. The girl was ten or twelve years old. "How could you surrender?" she said to me. "You're a coward! My father would never have allowed this!" I walked up to her, grabbed her by her long, light hair, and pulled her aside. "If I hadn't surrendered, they would have killed all the warriors. I would have been left alone. And what could I do alone against ten, twenty, thirty of them? How would I have protected you?" "We could have run away," she said, "hidden in the forest..." She fell silent. I also fell silent, looking at her with a dull gaze.