Silently Rohan had watched the scene between Angus and his father. Everything was a lot clearer. He could understand a lot of his friend's motivations in the past and the recent anger he held. He wanted to help Angus. He knew what it was like to feel left out especially by someone you had loved and respected. He had just recently known about his mother and brother and was horrified by the knowledge. He was slowly coming to terms with it. The question was would Angus come to terms? Could he maybe help patch up their relationship?

Family was always important to Rohan. For as long as he had known Angus, he had never talked of his family. He had always assumed that Angus was an orphan like he was. Now that he knew, Rohan wanted to do something. Maybe the others could help out too. First he wanted to see what Cathad would think. He rushed back to the druid's chambers, eager to discuss his plan.

"Alright, Rohan, what do you wish to speak about?" Cathad greeted as he cleaned up his table. "I see that you have some kind of plan in mind."

"It's about Angus and his father. I want to help them. It should not be that way," Rohan explained.

Cathad sighed. "I don't know, Rohan. Your heart is in the right place, but meddling in someone else's affairs could only bring more problems. I am not sure that Angus would accept your help, nor his father. Both of them have a lot of pride."

"Who said that I was going to ask them if they needed help? I figured that the rest of us could sort of push them in the right direction. Maybe help them get to know each other better."

"I don't even know why I bother. I know I won't be able to stop you once you have your mindset. I'll set what I can do. Even though I have done the best I could do since I had known Angus's father."

"Thanks, Cathad."

"Just remember that the king does not know that Morgan is Angus's father. I don't approve of the secrecy, but if he finds out now it could make the situation a lot worse."

"Right," Rohan stated as he left the chambers in search for the rest of his friends. He quickly found them in the planning room looking over some maps of Kells. "Is there some kind of problem?"

"No, Rohan, everything is fine. We just wanted to check something," Deirdre replied. "Morgan was telling us about the land he had gained while he was gone so I wanted to see where it was on the map."

"How much land was it?" Rohan asked out of curiosity.
"Quite bit," Ivar said as he pointed out what they now owned on the map. "Kells almost rivals what my country has."

"Impressive," Deirdre said with a smile. "How's Angus doing?"

"Not so good," Rohan replied. "I sort of witnessed an argument between him and Morgan."

Ivar shook his head. "We should do something about this. Their arguments are defiantly going to end whatever relationship they have of father and son. Not only that the king will find out for sure."

"Exactly," Rohan replied, and quickly informed them of the idea he had in mind. Ivar and Deirdre quickly agreed, which Rohan already knew they would.

*****

The next day Morgan silently watched as the four Mystic Knights practiced their sword fighting. He loved watching them practice. He was impressed on how well they could fight. He had wished that the Mystic Knights were around when he was young. They would have been a great help back then. "Mind if I join?" Morgan asked.

"Sure thing," Rohan suggested as he stepped away from Angus, whom he had been battling. " I could use a rest right now. Why don't you fight against Angus?"

"Very well. I wouldn't mind challenging each of you," Morgan answered.

Angus glared up at Rohan and grimaced as he stood before Morgan. Rohan only shrugged as he grabbed his water bag for a drink. Near by Deirdre and Ivar continued to spar, but at the same time glancing to see how well this would go.

Angrily Angus continued his practice with Morgan. While Angus fought more with anger, Morgan gracefully fought back, easily countering Angus's moves. None of them spoke a word. Morgan showed no expression of what he thought.

"I've had enough of this," Angus growled when Morgan knocked his sword of out his hand. Angus stalked off after grabbing his sword.

"Next?" Morgan simply asked.

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Author's Note: Sorry that this chapter is so short. This was just to let you know that I am alive and that I recognize those of you who are taking the time to review this story. I was surprised to suddenly see reviews on this story when for a long time it lay silent. I hadn't planned on finishing this story, but I shall. It just might take some time.

Disclaimer: I don't own Mystic Knights.