Marion bowed and did as ordered, turning to walk away to collect the specificated vehicle.
Alone, Don Uk could not help but smile before his face returned to the normally stony expression. The first mistress' care towards him.
Don Uk had been two when he lost his mother. Soon after, the first mistress had taken him into her own territory and raised both him and and his brother with her two sons. The first mistress had encouraged them when they were comfortable to call her mother. Still young, Don Uk did.
His brother took sometime, but he did as well, the first mistress was not as warm as his mother but her care was deeper, each attempt on their life was easily parried and each one caught were force to suffer dearly.
They as her children were all taught in ways to defend themselves; without power, surrounding oneself with the strong was always wise. A brain is a weapon one always had to utilise it the right way.