Our short trip to Montana went by in the blink of an eye, but what we achieved here would be everlasting. Aside from getting to know another state with beautiful landscapes - much different to the ones I was used to having been born in Florida - we would be leaving Winterfur with two gifts. First, a stronger bond with our ally, as well as the certainty that they would be of great help to us. Second, my best friend’s mate, a new powerful female who would surely contribute to making Mariners Moon grow.
I was genuinely happy for Milo. After such a long wait, he deserved to be happy and in love too. It was so inspiring to watch him bloom with joy again; he had been hopeless for too long. I could only hope the four of us would get along well, and there would be no friction between Bianca and I
