DANTE
Dante hadn’t been privy to the ongoing politics within the Hallowed Grounds until just now. He had no reason to— what was he going to do if he didn’t agree with something, sneak rotten eggs into the queens bed? Yeah, like he’d get away with that and still keep his head.
He hadn’t initially planned on going, but Evie was a natural and naturally more invested in the politics of her home world. And where Evie went, well, Dante followed. Seeing Rexanna and Clem there, in the front looking as serious as ever, wasn’t entirely a shock to the young man but he felt his heart race at the idea of Clem already being so invested in this new home of theirs. Swallowing past the thick lump in his throat, he grabbed the edge of Evie’s shirt like a child as they made their way to a clear spot in the crowd of familiar faces and strangers alike.
& the moon is the only light we'll see
no, i won't be afraid
no, i won't be afraid
