"I won't harm anyone who has no part in the war. You can hold me to my word for this. I made a promise to you, and I intend to keep it. Was that all you wanted to know from me?" Dante asked, expecting another favour to come.
"That's all. I know that I ask you for too much. Oh, the queen spoke about a gathering in the palace and of how you would win if you joined. What is it?" Ophelia inquired, needing to prepare.
"It is a list of games the king comes up with, and in the end, there is a victor who can have a wish granted by the king. I no longer take part in it-"
"You must!" Ophelia exclaimed and unknowingly grabbed Dante's hand.
Dante noticed the simple action, but did not point it out to ruin it. "I must?"
