"So?" Morgan asked Liadan when they were out of earshot.
"What the hell is going on?" Liadan hissed.
"What are you talking about?" Morgan asked in confusion. "If anyone has a right to be angry, it would be me. I told you personal thoughts and you used them to retain your position with Cal."
"I was trying to help you," Liadan sniffed.
"No, you were trying to help yourself, so do me a favor and if you are going to lie to me, don't do it so blatantly," Morgan scowled. "It insults my intelligence."
"Well, there's no problem there," Liadan replied scornfully. "That's not really what you operate on, is it?"
"You know what," Morgan narrowed her eyes, "I'm going to assume this is coming from being very VERY tired and ignore it for now. But watch what you say from now on."
"Are you threatening me?" Liadan asked, gaping.
"Make of it what you will, but do not accuse me anymore," Morgan replied harshly. "Not everything is my fault, though it seems everyone intends to blame it on me."
"Hmm...Cal wants to leave me for you, Hunter is reserved because he's unsure about you, you just threatened me, Amyrath's fate depends on you yet you don't give a definite answer, Ciaran is closely hunted because of your involvement, and you're pregnant because of your irresponsibility," Liadan mused. "It really sounds like this is your fault."
"Hold on," Morgan contradicted. "Cal wants to leave you because he doesn't love you. Hunter is reserved because of his own insecurities. You brought my comments on yourself. I owe nothing to Amyrath. Ciaran is hunted because of his own indiscretions. And I am pregnant because of that damn spell."
"The spell only made what you were already feeling thrive," Liadan sneered. "It didn't create those emotions."
"So, I really wanted to have sex with him?" Morgan paused, trying to remember what she was actually feeling at the time.
"Yes," Liadan replied bitterly. "It just relieved your reservations so you could focus on your desire."
"Does that mean I was in love with him?" Morgan asked quietly.
"Hardly," Liadan scoffed. "You just wanted his body."
"And you want him for his mind?" Morgan smirked.
For the first time in the conversation, Liadan smiled a bit, "It does seem unlikely, doesn't it? But I do want him for who he is, not just what."
"I'm not trying to take him from you," Morgan assured her.
Liadan sighed, "I know that. I just needed to blame someone, but it really is that I am unsatisfactory."
Morgan shook her shoulders, saying firmly, "You are not unsatisfactory. Don't let anything or anyone make you think that. You are a wonderful and beautiful woman."
"Then why doesn't he want me?" Liadan asked, a tear slipping down her cheek.
Morgan shrugged, "Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe none of us were."
Liadan gasped, and looked into Morgan's pensive face, "You aren't actually thinking about leaving Hunter?"
Morgan chuckled, "There's not so much to leave right now. Cal was right to say I should give up on him."
Liadan shook her head, "He was saying that so you would take up with him."
"Well, I am not considering that either," Morgan replied. "I just want to leave. None of the people I knew in Widow's Vale remember me, after that spell. Bree and Robbie don't need me anymore. And I want nothing to do with that family, at least not romantically."
"What about Killan, Ciaran, and the coven?" Liadan asked.
"They were only in this hick town because I was," she replied.
"But, Hunter and Cal are both members," Liadan reminded her.
Morgan smirked, "Not if I don't want them to be."
Liadan looked at her, "That's a bit harsh, isn't it?"
"I wasn't suggesting we kill them," Morgan rolled her eyes, "Though technically, Cal is dead, so it wouldn't be that big of a deal."
Liadan glared.
"Look, I am going to see if I can hunt down Da," Morgan said quickly. "You take care of that mess, see they don't kill each other and all that."
"What the hell is going on?" Liadan hissed.
"What are you talking about?" Morgan asked in confusion. "If anyone has a right to be angry, it would be me. I told you personal thoughts and you used them to retain your position with Cal."
"I was trying to help you," Liadan sniffed.
"No, you were trying to help yourself, so do me a favor and if you are going to lie to me, don't do it so blatantly," Morgan scowled. "It insults my intelligence."
"Well, there's no problem there," Liadan replied scornfully. "That's not really what you operate on, is it?"
"You know what," Morgan narrowed her eyes, "I'm going to assume this is coming from being very VERY tired and ignore it for now. But watch what you say from now on."
"Are you threatening me?" Liadan asked, gaping.
"Make of it what you will, but do not accuse me anymore," Morgan replied harshly. "Not everything is my fault, though it seems everyone intends to blame it on me."
"Hmm...Cal wants to leave me for you, Hunter is reserved because he's unsure about you, you just threatened me, Amyrath's fate depends on you yet you don't give a definite answer, Ciaran is closely hunted because of your involvement, and you're pregnant because of your irresponsibility," Liadan mused. "It really sounds like this is your fault."
"Hold on," Morgan contradicted. "Cal wants to leave you because he doesn't love you. Hunter is reserved because of his own insecurities. You brought my comments on yourself. I owe nothing to Amyrath. Ciaran is hunted because of his own indiscretions. And I am pregnant because of that damn spell."
"The spell only made what you were already feeling thrive," Liadan sneered. "It didn't create those emotions."
"So, I really wanted to have sex with him?" Morgan paused, trying to remember what she was actually feeling at the time.
"Yes," Liadan replied bitterly. "It just relieved your reservations so you could focus on your desire."
"Does that mean I was in love with him?" Morgan asked quietly.
"Hardly," Liadan scoffed. "You just wanted his body."
"And you want him for his mind?" Morgan smirked.
For the first time in the conversation, Liadan smiled a bit, "It does seem unlikely, doesn't it? But I do want him for who he is, not just what."
"I'm not trying to take him from you," Morgan assured her.
Liadan sighed, "I know that. I just needed to blame someone, but it really is that I am unsatisfactory."
Morgan shook her shoulders, saying firmly, "You are not unsatisfactory. Don't let anything or anyone make you think that. You are a wonderful and beautiful woman."
"Then why doesn't he want me?" Liadan asked, a tear slipping down her cheek.
Morgan shrugged, "Maybe it wasn't meant to be. Maybe none of us were."
Liadan gasped, and looked into Morgan's pensive face, "You aren't actually thinking about leaving Hunter?"
Morgan chuckled, "There's not so much to leave right now. Cal was right to say I should give up on him."
Liadan shook her head, "He was saying that so you would take up with him."
"Well, I am not considering that either," Morgan replied. "I just want to leave. None of the people I knew in Widow's Vale remember me, after that spell. Bree and Robbie don't need me anymore. And I want nothing to do with that family, at least not romantically."
"What about Killan, Ciaran, and the coven?" Liadan asked.
"They were only in this hick town because I was," she replied.
"But, Hunter and Cal are both members," Liadan reminded her.
Morgan smirked, "Not if I don't want them to be."
Liadan looked at her, "That's a bit harsh, isn't it?"
"I wasn't suggesting we kill them," Morgan rolled her eyes, "Though technically, Cal is dead, so it wouldn't be that big of a deal."
Liadan glared.
"Look, I am going to see if I can hunt down Da," Morgan said quickly. "You take care of that mess, see they don't kill each other and all that."