It was, in fact, two visitors in his bedroom. One of which was the man that had informed the Order of Jonden's attack apon them; the other was that mysterious woman who had yet to even share her name. Dante entered, noticing them almost instantly. "What is your business?" he asked the man. "Business indeed, young son." he responded, smiling. "Have you noticed the lack of coleagues lately?" "Yes, I have." He let his glance fade to the woman, who was looking intently back into his blue eyes. "What do you know?" He laughed intently. "Does my daughter intruigue you, Dante Black?" He asked. Dante shook off his stare, finding it hard not to look back at her. "What do you know, sir Malechai of the BloodHawkes?" Dante insisted, knowing deep in his gut that the news would not be kind. "They have retaliated for that little skirmish a week ago." He said, grinning madly. "I would have joined them, but your father told me that it was his task. He also added that the Order does not take such a disgrace as battle with... humans." Dante almost immediately understood. "Where are they attacking!?" Malechai let loose a long fit of maniacal laughter. "The capitol, of course!"
Jareth Black · Mon Jul 18, 2005 @ 10:48pm · 1 Comments |