Guin sighed in relief to see her lover back in good health, but she frowned when she didn't feel the usual warmth in his arms. She glanced around, only to find they stood above a vast ocean beneath a dark sky filled with twinkling stars. Aside from this scene, Guin couldn't find anything. She couldn't even sense magic or the breath of life between them. It was like being in...
"Jerome," Guin called as she loosened her embrace. "Are we in the spiritual sea?"
"That's right. This is my spiritual sea."
Guin felt her heart stop when she heard that, even though she had expected the answer. One's spiritual sea was a place of the most personal and deepest dimensions of a person. No one dared allow an external presence to enter. Not only could it harm the owner, but the outsider could disrupt the entire balance of the spiritual sea. If that happened, the owner was as good as dead.
"Oh, no! I shouldn't be here! I'm sorry. I don't know how I could—"
