Tea with Dante, part 1

Ginevra weaved her fingers in the air. "In theory, he could invite you alone because he doesn't consider anyone else in the delegation important. In practice, this sounds like…"

"A trap?" Cael supplied.

His wife tsked and shook her head. "An opportunity to find more about you while in the safety of his territory! But possibly a trap, too. This entire country is Dante's territory. He can outright order your arrest if he wants to."

This was something Cael knew well. But he had some aces in his sleeves, and no intentions to run away and hide. After all, no battles can be won that way.

"I will be careful," Cael promised, smiling. "I don't know how informed Dante is about me and vampires, but definitely not enough to prevent my escape if things go awry."

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This conversation happened in the evening prior. Right now, Cael stepped into the tall doors of Dante's palace.