Lianna’s Backstory: Part Fourteen
Dante returned home as miserable as always – leaving Kalani each time he visited was the hardest part of this whole situation. As he walked through his front door, hoping to head straight to his bedroom and lock himself away for the day, he was greeted with an unnatural enthusiasm from both of his parents. “Dante, you’re back! Your timing is impeccable, dear,” Camilla said in a cheery tone that he was not familiar with coming from his mother. “And why is that?” he asked in a dejected voice, already heading up the stairs. “Because tomorrow evening is the dinner party!” she exclaimed. He stopped mid-step, turning toward his parents, not even attempting to mask his annoyance at the announcement. “Mother, I’m really tired from my research…I may just skip this one to cat-,” but before he could get the words out, his father chimed in. “You won’t want to skip this party, son.” He gave his parents a questioning look. “It’s in celebration of you! All of this work you’ve been putting in on that swamp of an island, the research you’ve been contributing at the headquarters…its high time we celebrate your accomplishments!” Dante realized he may have been doing his job a bit too well. The last thing he wanted was a stuffy dinner party in his honor, where he’d have to contend with and entertain snobby elite spellcasters. Knowing his parents, though, he knew he had no choice. He sulked upstairs to his room and shut the door, not intending to open it until the party began tomorrow evening.