"My lady," Dante said as he offered me his hand, guiding me out of the carriage.

The air around Blackthorn palace was heavy, yet there was this strange familiar feeling.

"Wow," I murmured as Dante held my hand. "It's beautiful"

He smiled but didn't say anything. Instead he gently readjusted the hood he had made me wear earlier, his fingers grazing my forehead with care.

"Where's the nearest ladies store—I mean, the one the Luna and her daughter shop from?" Dante asked one of the ...