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~WILLOW~ When Dante returns, he's dressed in a white unbuttoned shirt and he looks handsome as ever. “Now that our son is here and we are on our way to our destination, we have a little activity. We've hired the best romantic painter in the world and he's going to paint this lovely couple for us today.” Dante’s father announces. Did I hear them correctly? Was someone going to paint us? "Sit on top of Dante." His mother tells me. I'm nervous to comply, but when I see the many eyes on us, I do as she says. Dante's body is immovable as stone under mine. "Put your arms around his neck." The painter orders me. I follow his instructions without saying a word. "Put one hand around her waist." He orders Dante. He also follows his instructions without interrupting him. It felt weird