Oh god. It was like her first dream all over again. Turin had gone out to defend her against the dragon and neither of them would live to tell the tale. Nienor wasn't nearly as stubborn as she seemed to be in the dreams though. She couldn't see herself following after Phil every day just to make sure he was alright, but if he were to willing go out to die for her she probably wouldn't let him all the same.
"I'm not," Nienor said flatly. She wasn't ready for any of this.