Ivy smiles. “I’m sorry, love, but yes you can look that bad. I’ll show you later.”

Winter wiggles her toes in her slippers, smiling. “Gods these are comfy.”

“Welcome to the family,” Ivy tells Sage, spreading her arms wide with a cheeky smile. She waves to Kerian with a small smile, then, sensing they needed privacy, goes back to her room to finish drying her hair, dragging Jacob with her. 

Color drains from Winter’s face. “Kerian. What are you doing here? I thought you wanted nothing to do with me,” her voice is quiet, timid. [b]’If you let me take over I’ll beat his face into the ground.’[/b] ‘Thank you, Bast. But he has a very good reason to be angry with me. And that is exactly why I’m keeping control.’ [b]’Fine.’[/b]