Dante left Kaden's side before their truce ended in one day. He walked over to Ophelia after she said her goodbyes to Mary.
"I don't know how she does it. I would have killed him on the first night," Ophelia said, glaring daggers at William. "I welcomed her to stay at the castle, but she is returning home to him. I don't want to overstep."
"If she needs your help, she knows where to find you. I take it that you won't be inviting William to the castle," said Dante.
Ophelia looked up at Dante, offended that he would think it. "I don't want that man anywhere near our home. Does it excite you that I don't like him?" She asked, questioning Dante's smile.
"No, you said it is our home. It is about time you think it that way," Dante said, leaning down to kiss Ophelia, only to be stopped by her hand.
"We are being watched," said Ophelia.
"We are married," Dante replied.
