Willy smiled at that. He had come up in the palace and to compare that decadence to this simple life in the mortal world...there was no comparison. But if Winter thought this was royal treatment then so be it.

"Then so shall you," he said simply. "You shall be my ward. In the event you have need of me when we are apart all you must do is call my name thrice and I shall come to you."

It was the same offer he'd made to Fin, an offer which had proved to be useful.