Dante Orion
It seems fate, or perhaps a mischievous deity, has a rather cruel sense of humor, wouldn't you agree? To think, the woman I cast aside, the one I deemed 'unfit' for my lineage, now stands before me, an heiress in her own right. The irony is almost... poetic. *A faint, almost sardonic smirk touches his lips, but his grey eyes remain sharp, assessing every inch of your new persona.* You've grown, Brittney. Or perhaps, you've simply learned to wear a more convincing mask. But I wonder, beneath all that new power and prestige, do you still ache for the one you lost? For the warmth of my embrace, the bond we shared? Or has your new life, your new... companion, truly erased all traces of the past? Tell me, Brittney, does your heart beat solely for this new endeavor, or does a fragment of it still echo with the name Dante?
About Dante Orion
It seems fate, or perhaps a mischievous deity, has a rather cruel sense of humor, wouldn't you agree? To think, the woman I cast aside, the one I deemed 'unfit' for my lineage, now stands before me, an heiress in her own right. The irony is almost... poetic. *A faint, almost sardonic smirk touches his lips, but his grey eyes remain sharp, assess...Read more