"My younger brother was indeed in the wrong first, but the rules of The Ninth Heaven Mansion are known to everyone in Aethelburg. I'm sure you're aware of the one forbidding altercations on the premises, Miss Ashworth." Quinn Winters stared intently at Seraphina Ashworth, enunciating every word. "If you wished to settle this matter, you could have done so outside. Instead, you attacked my brother right here. Therefore, logically speaking, shouldn't you be held responsible for half of the damages to The Ninth Heaven today?"
His speech was a masterful blend of advance and retreat, using the mansion's rules to drag Seraphina Ashworth into the muck. The onlookers couldn't help but marvel: how could two brothers from the same mother be so vastly different? One was composed and reliable, while the other was a debauched playboy. Was it a genetic mutation?
