She could think of a few names that still hurt to consider. Ariadne, Icarus, Daedalus. Each brought their own measure of pain, a reminder that she could do nothing for those she cared for. For all of her magic, she was still powerless to protect them.

"Of course." She raised her glass, draining it quickly. The liquor burned against her throat, causing her to nearly cough in response. It wasn't like the sweet wine she had cultivated on Aiaia.

"What will you do now that you are here? Begin searching for a dominant?"