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Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid Lucid #197: The King It is modern times, and I am the king of a small nation. I am sharing a smallish hotel suite with several royal guests. A few of the royal guests in the adjoining room are very upset with me about something and I am pacing the room, dreading that I have to talk the issue over with them. I inspect one of the hotel desks and see two narrow drawers. Somehow I realize that the drawer on the left contains a picture of the girl that my son E (who I think is a prince) is engaged to. I open the drawer and see that the future princess is a cute girl in her late teens with long brown hair. I think for a moment how odd this pairing is since my son is only 4 years old. I struggle with this for a moment, thinking I have forgotten my son's age, until I realize that I am dreaming. I walk into an adjacent room where I think my kids are sleeping. There is a crib here but instead of a child, the crib contains my friend ARE (who appeared in a few of my early lucids way back when). R is squatting in the crib, not doing much of anything, so I grab him under the armpits and hoist him out of the crib. I tell him that I am having a lucid dream and that I hope he is having one too (or maybe that I just hope he is having a lot of them recently.) He walks back to the main part of the hotel room with me, briefly exploring the kitchen area, before we turn toward a large picture window overlooking a lake. I invite him to come fly out over the lake with me, but he seems hesitant and apprehensive. He remarks that he does not think he is got the skills to pull this off. I say some reassuring words, and when I turn back to the big picture window, the scene has changed from a lake to a large office filled with cubicles. There is a woman with long, dark hair and glasses working quietly at a desk, and when she looks up to see us seems completely astonished. The change is a surprise to me, so I decide to head out the other way from the hotel room. I do not press the issue with R and let him just hang out in the hotel room. The hotel room exit takes me into a library with a high ceiling. I take advantage of the ceiling space by flying around. I help myself navigate around the room by pointing where I want to go, and it works great! After a moment I remember that I need to pursue my goals, so I land and make an attempt at the <PERSON> and the Beanstalk Task of the Year. I produce a seed from behind the back and then plunge my hands into the industrial carpet of the library floor. I find that I can dig it up easily and all these little chunks of foam pop out of the hole I leave behind. I use them to cover the seed back up and start thinking about how I should water it to help it grow. As I am thinking my way through this, the scene goes dark and I feel myself lying in bed. I am super hopeful that it is just a false awakening, and I even hit the nose pinch. Too bad -- I am awake!