At the Gate

Vittoria

The sun had begun to fall behind the high walls of my estate, leaving streaks of rose and amber in its wake. The whole estate was quiet. My desk was littered with open folders and yellowed charts of lands, Zev's most recent reports glaring back at me, but I hadn't worked on any of it for longer than an hour.

My thoughts kept returning to him.

Dante.

Every time I would close my eyes, I cou