Disgust

Earlier, Dante was still rounding up the novel he was reading when the strange music began in his head.

He panicked, tugging the book somewhere safe. His heartbeat quickened as the tune grew stronger, assuming control of his entire mind. A scream tore out of his throat.

His mind went blank once again.

So when he was knocked off a naked woman with Almira's foot pinning him, the fog in his mind cleared and the princess' disgusted face came into view.

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" Dante heard Kitanna's worried voice and traced it to a set of naked women.

His eyes widened and he quickly looked away.

"That monster tried to have his way with us! We must tell the King about this! He must be put to death, or punished at least."

Their angry statements made him flinch. His chest tightened when he met Almira's eyes. The one thing he dreaded seeing on her face was there.

Disgust.

"I didn't do… I would never try to hurt anyone on purpose. Please believe me…" Dante pleaded.

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