Dante’s pov
We took the side exit through the hallway and ended up at the back balcony.
I felt the cold breeze hit me as the moon held high and full in the sky.
He passed me a cup. I didn’t ask what it contained; I just took a long sip.
“Congrats, by the way,” he said after a pause. “I’m not going to lie, I didn’t expect it to be this fast.”
“Neither was I,” I muttered.
Another silence brewed within us before he leaned forward on the railing. “Some of the elders aren’t too happy about it.”
“I don’t care.” I let out a breath and sipped again.
“You should.”
“Why? All they’ve done is be terrible towards her.”
He looked around and then leaned in to me. “You married a Thane, Dante. You might not care, but they do.”
I tensed, not liking the sound of that. I didn’t say anything in re
