The atmosphere surrounding the Duchess was cold and threatening, her green eyes were narrowed and cruel as they looked at her. She had never looked at her this way, except once. This look reminded her of when when had first stepped in the Warrington mansion, all those years ago. Back then, she was scared out of her wits because she faced the woman who had coldheartedly paid to have murdered a seven year old child... and now, she stood as the person who had mentored her into the identity that she was today.