In the folklore of the Old Religion fairies were tricksters, deceptive and cruel with the cunning to achieve their ends. They were beautiful too, physically stunning, and not just to the mortal eye, with features that inspired lust and envy in equal measures.
These were the stories of Morgana's youth, back when she went by a different surname and her heart wasn't filled with pain and her fingertips were pale and magic-less.
"Everything must have a name," her tutor had once told her "how else can you know what it is?" And looking back on what she has done, Morgana thinks "Le Fay" has never been more fitting.