A Court of War and Thrones

Dante

Rhaella walked through the Guild, crown heavy on her head.

She went down to the dungeons, where everyone was already waiting for her.

"You got something on your neck." Gale smirked.

Rhaella frowned from beneath the chains of her crown.

"What?" She asked.

"A hickey!" Gale whistled. "Who was the lucky person?"

"Your mom." Rhaella answered before walking forward.

June laughed like an eight year old would, earning an elbow in the ribs by Kalta.

"Let's get this over with." Kalta said, walking in front of Rhaella.

"Why are we here?" Rhysand asked picking an invisible lint off his coat.

"Dante." June said, her face suddenly serious. "We are talking to Dante."

The metal door of the dungeon freaked open and there he was.

Dante King of Criminals.

A King without a crown, a throne or people to rule over.

He was thiner, but not much.
He had been taken care of.

His muscles were still there, intact.
He probably spent his time working out.

"The Queen has returned." He purred. "Or should I say Supreme Commander?"

"Hello, Dante." Rhaella said.

Her voice was hard.
But Feyre could see her hand shake lightly.

Azriel watched the woman carefully.
He tried not to get lost on her curves and overall beauty and focused on her rapid heartbeat.
She was scared.

Damn it, she was terrified.

Azriel gave Rhysand a quick update through their connected minds.
The High Lord nodded. He knew.

"How have you been?" Dante asked.

"Let's not bother with the chitchat." She snapped. "What did you know about the war against Hybern?"

"Many things."

"Spill it out." June barked.

"Is that your sister?" Dante tilted his head and standed up.

He didn't have any chains on.

He had them before Rhaella left.

Dante walked closer to her, June and Kalta drew her swords out, but Rhaella didn't order them anything.

No, she let him get close.

When he was close enough that she could smell his minty breath, he grabbed her crown and threw it against the wall.

It bounced before falling to the floor, unharmed.

"You think you are the Queen of this place?" He growled in her face.

"They bend the knee to me... So yes." She answered, squinting her eyes.

Dante chuckled.

"Not all of them."

Dante backed away and Rhaella refrained herself from letting out a sight of relief.

"Who?" She asked. "Who is letting you free in my Guild?"

"THIS IS NOT YOUR GUILD!" He screamed walking towards her.

Rhaella backed away and her back hit the wall.