Fenrir and Valentina.

The Hall reflected the soft light from the magical lamps burning on the walls, casting a shimmering glow that seemed to dance around the imposing figures present. The shadows stretching across the hall were broken only by the gleam of Valentina and Morgana's jewels, both of them standing there, waiting. 

Dante now paced back and forth, glancing at them with his eyes as if contemplating his words or his next steps. Unlike the meeting in the main hall, now it was just the three of them. He was calculating exactly what would happen and some variables he wanted to erase... 

Valentina was the first to break the silence. With her enigmatic smile and relaxed posture, still charged with an incandescent aura, she looked at Dante and said, almost as if she were beginning a verbal dance, "What are you thinking, darling? I can feel that something's bothering you…"