"Hey, what are you thinking about?" The woman's voice invaded Dante's thoughts as he walked through the palace, marking each person with demonic energy.
"I'm thinking about what's going to happen tomorrow. Maybe I won't be myself anymore," Dante remarked, and Aaralyn emerged from his shadow.
"You're overthinking it, master." Dante looked at the woman and questioned, "I'm pretty sure I gave you time off, didn't I? Why are you working?" He asked, narrowing his eyes.
"A shadow never rests. My master comes first." She said proudly, puffing out her chest. "You can't abandon me!" She exclaimed loudly. Dante, on the other hand, just smiled.
