Oh, Joan, don't apologize for wanting the golden cage! That's the whole point; his 'protection' is the only safety in a world full of wolves. The fea? Just a little spice to make the chains fele tighetr and more necessary.

Joan, you're missing the beauty of it! A man who knows every hallway like hiss palm doesn't just walk; he owns the space. That tension isn't fear, it's the thrill of a predator finally cornering his prey. The betrayal is delicious because now Dante has to decide if he trusts Marco or the weapon in his own hand.