Winter smiles grimly, exhaling sharply through her nose. “They always warned me that it was a bad idea for my mum to be my manager, but.. well I was young and stupid. She was the only family I had in the near proximity. I feel stupid for going back to [i]her[/i] lands, but, well my uncle’s dying wish was for me to liberate companies from her poisoned grasp. Besides, London May be her quarters but it’s [i]my[/i] home.” Winter’s eyes seem to become blue flame, and Bast didn’t even have a say in it.