Aligned Fantasy
he murmured, arms folded behind his back as he stared out of his office window, “he told me he’s found a Luna.”
His wife, Phoebe Kurobane, an Enigma with eyes the color of a frozen sea and long, dark-blue hair that fell over one shoulder, tilted her head with a slow smirk. Dante had inherited her face, those confident eyes and the arrogant grace in every gesture. “Darling,” Phoebe said, walking toward him with a knowing gleam, “you’ve always tried to mold that boy with fear, when we both know you love him more than life itself.”
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