Yina nodded, her expression serious as she asked,
"Excuse me, Lord Lian. Are you entering your own dream, or someone else's?"
"Clever Yina. I need to hold a meeting in a dream. Could you please bring Sophie and Anna?"
Lian lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Yina froze for a moment, then said hesitantly,
"Who are Anna and Sophie?"
"Oh, sorry. I forgot you don't know them."
Lian opened his eyes and continued, "Open the top drawer of the nightstand. Their replies to my letters are inside. You should be able to find their dreams based on the scents. Can you bring them to my dream for the meeting?"
Even as their boss, Lian felt his proposal was a bit out there—like asking a brand-new employee to draw up a five-year corporate plan.
But to his surprise, Yina earnestly began to rummage for the letters.
"I think I can do it... The letters, the letters... the scent of the letters."
