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1 week after Vergil’s nightmare- Eva’s room
Vergil sat in the rocking chair with Eva asleep in his arms. He blinked. Try as he might, he couldn’t help the shudder that ran through his body. Vergil cursed himself for closing his eyes. He had to remain vigilant to protect her from any threat. Even his conjured wall of summoned swords gave him no peace of mind. Vergil felt Eva’s tiny hand touch his cheek. Grandfather? Eva murmured. You’re freezing. You need to go get warmed up. Vergil heard footsteps and Nero entered the room. Dad? You’re starting to scare me a little. He leaned closer and whispered to Vergil: what the hell did you dream about dad? You haven’t left her side in a week. Nero looked at the wall of summoned swords, then back at his father, noticing how tired he looked. Dad? “You’re not feelin’ great, are you? Vergil shuddered and groaned, cursing himself again. Sera came in and took Eva from Vergil and laid her on the bed. She motioned to her son to put his father to bed. But when Nero put an arm around his father’s shoulders, Vergil started panicking: Mundus? Where? Is she safe–” Vergil. Sera took his hands. What is going on? Vergil started rambling: Mundus took her! I have to go find her! Sera turned to Nero. Go get your uncle Dante and your grandparents.
15 minutes later
Vergil was curled up in the rocking chair, shaking. Sparda walked over to his son, who growled almost as if he were crying. Sparda placed little Eva back in his arms. See Vergil? She’s safe. Vergil broke down sobbing crying himself to sleep.
2 hours later
What’s wrong with him Dante? Sera asked. I’m not sure, sera. All I know is that as much as he was indifferent to her a week ago, he isn’t that way anymore. I might have an idea of how make this easier on him lady Eva spoke up.
The next day
Now, Eva I made you a necklace. Lady Eva knelt at her great granddaughter’s eye level. Whatever you do, don't take it off. Okay! Eva replied happily.