"Why do you look so smug?" Morgan asked shortly.

"Their rivalry amuses me," Liam shrugged.

Morgan sighed, "You would think they would grow out of it."

"Well, they never really encountered each other until you," Liam reminded her. "And that hardly helped."

Morgan, noticing that he had moved closer, back up. Liam smiled, "You know what else is interesting? They're in there fighting over you while I have you all to myself."

Morgan realized he was joking and laughed, "You scared me."

"I'm sorry, but you were looking at me like I was some kind of sex maniac, I couldn't resist," Liam smiled openly.

"Well, your 'talent' is kind of unusual," Morgan replied.

Liam shrugged, "Unusual, perhaps, but useful. And I can do other forms of the Craft, but I prefer my field."

"So, have you and Cal been friends for a long time?" Morgan asked, having noted the ease with which he had spoken to him earlier.

"Raised like brothers. Liadan and I grew up calling his mum Aunt Selene. It's funny how things worked out," Liam mused.

"How what worked out?" Morgan asked curiously.

"Well, we always assumed that Cal would marry Liadan," Liam explained.