"I am your mother!" Cecilia yelled as she inched towards the bathing chamber.
"Which makes it unfortunate that I must imprison you. Examples have to be made regardless of status. You had one too many chances to end your ways, but you buried yourself. You are lucky I have not decided to hang you," Dante said, but he was close to considering it.
It was the bit of love that Dante held onto for Cecilia which saved her life.
Dante didn't move as Cecilia looked for a place to hide herself. No matter where she tried to go, she would end up in the dungeon.
"I have done so much for you and this family. Do you not see what wickedness has fallen upon you from favouring that woman over your mother? I warned you that the Valthorns sent that woman to bewitch you, yet you didn't listen to me. Look what has become of you," Cecilia said, disappointed.
Cecilia hoped to talk sense into Dante.
"I fell in love-"
