"Shouldn't you be at school, young lady?" Ciaran strove to pull of parental disappointment before he began laughing heartily. "I suppose this is your doing, son?"

Killan shrugged happily, "What can I say?"

"School starts to seem pointless with all that occurs in my life," Morgan replied. "And we have things to discuss."

"Like what?" Ciaran inquired, trying to mask his suspicion.

Morgan replied, flippantly, "The Seeker, your coven, our relationship, and my education."

"Hmm," Ciaran looked pensive. "Your education? Does that mean that your lover is no longer instructing you?"

"Hunter isn't my lover, and never was, nor is he my teacher any longer," Morgan replied. "Though, I expect you would know this already. You did craft the spell."

"Yes, I did," Ciaran replied, transparently relieved.

Killan, however, frowned, "What's this about Hunter?"

"Hmm?" Morgan asked, and then replied, "Oh, yes. Hunter has also been affected by the spell, so I continued the state of our relationship as you left it."

Killan shivered, "Harsh."

"Well, it wouldn't work now anyway, so it's best not to dwell. We aren't looking for the same things in life," she replied, shrugging.

"What are you looking for?" Ciaran asked, quietly.

"A place to belong," Morgan replied confidently.

"That is something we can offer, I think," Cal said, emerging from the nearby shadows, undetected by Morgan.