Two days had passed... While Dante and Valentina... were spending time together, which seems the best way to describe their current situation.
The scene shifted to the Imperial Garden.
"Am I the only one worried about Dante?" Sara asked. They were having tea in the Imperial Garden with some of the women Dante had gathered for himself, if we can put it that way.
"Well, after what he did to Skyla... I think it's best if we just wait," Nagasawa said. She seemed much calmer than usual, after all... she was third in line to spend time with Dante.
"Eldrax seems a bit... off, don't you think?" Nagasawa and Sara heard Velryna's voice as she observed the Black Dragon lying in the yard, who seemed quite sad and sniffled a few times.
They watched the dragon, noticing the sadness on her face, even in her true form, her state was evident.
"What could have happened? She seems so down," Velryna asked. Then they heard the footsteps of another woman approaching the dragon. The woman in question? It was none other than the serious dragoness, Voralith. She began walking towards the Black Dragon and transformed into a dragon.
A majestic dragon, slightly larger than Eldrax, and spread her wings over the girl dragon, who was surprised to see what Voralith was doing.
"W-What..." Sara stammered; she didn't expect something like this. Velryna began to approach her. "What's wrong with little Eldrax?" Velryna questioned as she sat on the grass and looked into the golden eyes of the White Dragon. They were in the sun, so Voralith's iridescent scales were shining brightly.
"She is afraid," the dragon's husky voice echoed in the minds of Velryna and the two women watching, who soon approached.
"Is it about..." Velryna started to speak, and Voralith shook her head. "Do not speak of it without protecting her ears; it is a complicated matter," Voralith said, muffling the sound with magic. "Done," she concluded the spell.
"What do you mean..." Sara asked. She still didn't know what Eldrax had gone through at the hands of the corrupt of the Empire and Ethan's Alliance. Nagasawa and Sara sat on the grass near Velryna and listened attentively to the conversation between the two.
Velryna, at the same time, couldn't consider herself different from Eldrax; since Dante appeared, she has been afraid of losing him because he is the best thing in her life.
"You... already lost Daddy?" Eldrax murmured with a tearful voice, and Nagasawa laughed softly, "Yes, ten years ago... Dante was killed by a group of people who worship a demonic god," she recounted the story of how Dante died. "Even losing Dante to death, he came back, after ten years," Nagasawa said with a smile. "Dante is a complicated man, I understand you.
I know your insecurity is hurting you, but if there's one thing Dante would never do, it's abandon his family, even if it meant coming back to life for them." Nagasawa concluded.
"If they knew he was resurrected because of me... I think there would be a war," Voralith thought with a chuckle. She was genuinely entertained, something that rarely happened. "At the same time, he still looks like that man..." she murmured. Her thoughts had been completely shattered for a while, but she still didn't know how to face the problem head-on.
She had two men in her mind and couldn't forget Dante... much less "him."
The women, however, seemed happy, and she decided to stay quiet. After all, she still didn't know about the current Dante, the Progenitor of Hell; she only knew up to the point when he was resurrected. She no longer pried into his secrets because, as she thought, it was better for her to leave and let him live. If she only knew what Dante really was now...
she would know he would never abandon anyone ever again, even if it meant killing them to bring them to Hell with him.
Eldrax, hearing the woman's story, calmed down a bit, but she was still very insecure. Seeing this, Nagasawa commented something that made everyone look at her. "If you're still insecure about this, why not dedicate yourself to being Dante's? If he says you're his, it's better than being a jealous daughter, and you're not really his daughter; you can be his wife."
Voralith's eyes turned fierce, Velryna's face turned red with anger, and Sara clenched her fists in fury. "NAGASAWA!" they shouted, making everything tremble. Nagasawa turned to them. "What crime have I committed?" she questioned. "What are you telling her?!" Sara demanded furiously. Velryna and Voralith shared the sentiment.
"You talk as if it's something surreal; even your aunt should be claimed!" she said, looking at Velryna, then turned to Sara. "Your mother too! I wouldn't be surprised if she's interested in Darling, after hearing for ten years how amazing he is!" Nagasawa said, and lastly, she turned to Voralith.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm not anyone's," she said seriously. However, "Shut up, old lady, you know very well that men like him, when they have a goal in front of them, they go after it. And I know very well he won't let a beautiful woman like you go! And that irritates me! Damn cheap charmer!
He started collecting women, and now he has so many that even I, jealous as I am, am considering letting him have more! Damn man!" Nagasawa shouted... she was...
"Hahahahaha," the once sad Eldrax was now laughing heartily, watching how the women were talking. "See, I'll be a good mother," Nagasawa said. "YOU'RE CRAZY!" they said in unison, reprimanding her, while the not-so-little Eldrax smiled happily, watching the girls play among themselves.