"Are you sure you are okay, Princess?" Dante asked.

The both of them were in the car, heading back home but Dante could not help but feel that Mireille's mood had changed all day.

Her eyes seemed to be filled with certain emotions that he struggled to identify. Could it be fear? If that was it, what was she scared of? Who was she scared of?

"I am fine" Mireille mumbled.

That had been her response to him each time he asked that question and Dante had just about enough ...