The journey back was silent, but not uncomfortable. The three beside him... Ada, Roxanne and Katharina seemed to refuse to let him move even a centimeter away. And he let them. For the first time in a long time, Vergil didn't feel the urge to run, or the unease of facing the Witch Queen.
He just wanted to go home and get some rest.
The mansion came into view as they approached, was it graceful? Yes, imposing? Quite, but it was just "Home, Sweet Home". Of course, especially as it was the place where Vergil had spent the most time in the Underworld. The Agares Mansion.
As soon as they crossed the gates, the metallic sound of them closing behind them marked the official end of his imprisonment.
Vergil had barely taken two steps across the entrance garden when he heard it - small, hurried footsteps, pounding against the marble of the inner corridor. A light but vibrant sound, like the trotting of a happy heart.
And then she appeared.
