mom,death, flowers

I dream
My mom has died. I find this out at her house. Her female roommate or lover is there waiting, she is young and blond. I make it clear that the house belongs to the family. I ask what happened. They tell me she must have frozen in the woods one afternoon while walking the dogs. I know this is false. I demand an inquiry, suspecting foul play. I become so sad and upset. I start to wail and my heart swells to breaking with sorrow. I am furious and sorrow-filled all at once. Mom gone? How could that be. I find the people who did this. A man, he looks like Don, is a King. He was behind it. He captures me along with a number of other men. My family is nearby. My hands are tied. He thinks its over and stands above me to illustrate the point. I reach up with my head and bite his penis. I bite off several pieces. He falls. I stand. I say, "Now you owe me a favor!" He looks at me horrified. I realize that he will go on hating me and that will lead to ongoing strife. I say you must marry into my family. I have a sister that loves him, she is physically blind. I tell him that he will marry my sister. I lay out her dowry consisting of several pieces of fine jewelry (very simple in design). I look to him. He is smiling softly. He loves my sister. He walks toward her, as he gets closer his hard shell falls away. His heart opens and suddenly they are both beautiful flowers, speaking a language that I cannot understand. There is no deformity in either of them, they radiate beauty.
I wake.