A/N: Hello! This is me presenting my newest story! It's my first non-oneshot, too! I hope you enjoy it, dear readers. :)

Disclaimer: I do not and will never own Fairy Tail. All recognizable characters belong to the great Hiro Mashima.

It was a cool night. The castle was quiet. The moon rose high in the sky, illuminating the rooms through the glass windows. Everything was at peace. But behind the closed eyes of the Queen, oblivious to her husband sleeping soundly beside her, a whole world of anger and war ravaged in her mind.

The Queen's beautiful features were etched in pain. She tried to wake, but her eyes stayed shut. She was forced to watch the horrible events unfolding in her dreams.

Flames devoured everything as far as the eye could see...

Structures that were once beautiful collapsed to the ground in a heap of ash and rubble...

People screaming and running from hideous winged creatures that threatened to devour them...

A looming shadow rose over the chaos, and a deafening cry shook the earth...

A young blonde girl in a shredded gown was crying, tongues of flames surrounding her, and she was whispering...

"Help me."

The Queen sat straight up, and she realized that hot tears filled her eyes. She heard a creak, and the door opened, revealing a small figure with sleepy brown eyes. The queen forgot her troubles instantly.

"Mommy?" said a small voice.

The Queen stood up and crouched in front of her daughter. "What is it, sweetheart?"

"Can I sleep with you and daddy tonight?"

The Queen smiled softly. "Of course you can, dear."

The child gave a delighted grin and made her way to the giant bed, crawling under the thick sheets. The Queen followed after her and lay down on the mattress beside the happy child. She hugged her daughter close to her. She stroked her daughter's hair.

"Did you have a bad dream, sweetie?"

The girl shook her head. "I didn't have a bad dream, mommy. You did," the Queen was startled. "That's why I'm here to chase mommy's bad dreams away."

The Queen felt tears come to her eyes. She wrapped her arms tightly around her child. "Thank you," she whispered.

The girl yawned and cuddled closer to her mother. "Good night, mommy."

"Good night, Lucy," the Queen kissed her daughter lightly on her head. She closed her eyes, and the horrible images of disaster were replaced by a smiling young girl with bright brown eyes.