Page 46 of The Stars

“That is sooo….”

“Cool?” She smiled down at him.

“Hot.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “What else can you do?”

Amy floated above the floor, her head just inches from the ceiling, her body weightless and perfectly balanced, as if she’d been doing this her whole life.

“Hot?” she teased, looking down at him, his grin contagious. She wiggled her fingers and did a little twist in the air, her hair floating around her face like she was suspended underwater. “That’s all you’ve got?”

Dante let out a low chuckle and leaned back against the bed, crossing his arms as he studied her. “I mean, it is pretty hot. But seriously… what else?”

Amy drifted back down slowly, her feet gently touching the cool floor again. She took a deep breath, the sensation of floating still tingling through her. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “I haven’t thought about it. I feel as if something inside me has been unlocked.”

Dante raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. “Unlocked or awakened?”

Since she didn’t have an answer, she shrugged.

“Okay, you said Venus and Aphrodite like you’re on a first-name basis now,” he said.

Amy sighed, running a hand through her hair. “They appeared to me... out over the water. They spoke to me about the past and the future. About hope. About… us.”

Dante was silent for a moment, his gaze thoughtful. He rubbed the back of his neck, the tension in his shoulders visible. “So, we’re still both pieces in the gods’ cosmic chess game.” His voice held a dry note, but she could see the wheels turning in his head.

“Feels like it,” Amy muttered, pacing across the room. Her mind raced as flashes of last night’s encounter replayed in her head. They had spoken to her like she was one of them. A goddess. She could still feel the pulse of energy they’d left inside her, thrumming just beneath her skin.

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with this power,” she admitted, her voice soft. “I don’t even know if I want it.”

Dante stood and crossed the room to her, taking her hand in his. “We’ll figure it out,” he said, his voice steady. “You’ve always been able to get through the tough spots. This isn’t any different.”

His words settled her, grounding her amid her swirling thoughts. She squeezed his hand, grateful for his presence, even though everything felt like it was spiraling out of control.

Amy studied his face, the determination there unmistakable. She wanted to believe him, wanted to trust that this time would be different. But the memories of her dream, of watching him die over and over again, clung to her heart like thorns.

“There’s something else,” she said, her voice dropping. “When I was out there… with them... I saw something.”

Dante’s brow furrowed. “What did you see?”

Amy hesitated, unsure how to explain the strange vision that had flickered through her mind. “I saw… the world breaking apart. The moon was shattered again, the earth crumbling. As it had in the future I’d been to.”

His grip tightened on her hand.

“It felt like a warning. We have to get back, somehow, and once I fully understand all of my powers, I have to wake Elpis.” She shook her head slightly. “Your sister.”

Dante’s eyes searched hers for a moment. “Then we need to figure out how to stop it.”

She nodded, her mind racing. “But first… we need to understand our powers.”

Dante let out a breath and looked towards the balcony where the early morning light was beginning to filter in. “It sounds like we need a place to train.” He smiled.

“Yeah,” Amy said softly, glancing at the sky. “But first, I need breakfast and some of that tea to wake me up.” She paused, the next thought forming before she could stop it. “I can fly.”

Dante broke into a grin again. “Well, that’s a pretty handy skill, I’d say. Wanna give me a lift next time we need to go anywhere?”

Amy laughed, the sound breaking through the tension between them. “We’ll see,” she teased, stepping back as she floated just an inch off the ground, testing the sensation. It felt effortless now, like breathing. She wondered what else she could do, what other powers lay dormant inside her.

But for now, she felt lighter. Not just physically, but emotionally. She wasn’t alone in this. Dante was here, by her side, and whatever was coming—whether it was destiny, the gods, or the end of the world—they would face it.

As she hovered in place, she caught Dante’s gaze, the glint in his eyes unmistakable.