Fina woke up suddenly at the same time she shouted out these words. The stars were shining through the windows onto the veil of the princess bed. She curled her body up, and there was an empty piece in her heart that left a pain that could not be erased for eternity. Suddenly, she could not differentiate clearly between which side was reality and which side was a dream. "Fina!" "Fina!" There was another person calling her again. The voice was very near, and very real. She lifted the curtains with her claws, leapt down from the princess bed, followed the sound up the stairs, pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Zhang Zian sleeping in a poor position on his bed and muttering in his sleep. "Fina! Don’t snatch it…that’s my money…" Fina was speechless, "…" This man was no doubt a mortal, not an ancient Roman consul, and not the pharaoh of the black land; but such a trivial mortal she was dreaming of. Would he leave her for greatness and glory like she did? Fina didn’t know, but she decided that she would give him a chance. When Zhang Zian was sleeping soundly, his phone lit up, and a hint flashed across the screen then immediately went out again.