Chapter 54 – The Godfather Trial
****Dante’s POV****
The summons came sealed in black wax.
No name. No crest. Just the mark of The Circle—an ouroboros swallowing its own tail. It was the oldest and most sacred symbol in the world Dante Vale once belonged to. It meant one thing: judgment.
He read the single line written inside the envelope once, then again, letting the gravity of it settle in his chest.
“You are called to answer before the Nine.”
He’d known this day would come. Since returning from the ashes of the life he’d burned, Dante had moved like a man out of time—too old for redemption, too young to kneel.
Now they would decide if he deserved to breathe.
The court wasn’t held in any official building. It never was. Power like theirs thrived in the cracks of the world, beneat
