“That fool,” Morgana says to herself as she slips through the forest, sharp eyes on the lookout for anything that would clue her in on Shawn’s current state and whereabouts. The sun is setting and it’ll be dark soon, so she needs to be quick. This deep in the woods is a dangerous place, with or without magic. She’s not worried, of course she isn’t, but Shawn’s death would be a huge inconvenience, although she can’t come up with a plausible reason why it would be inconvenient. His cover is already been blown so she can’t use him as an inside source and his ‘powers’ are barely reliable.
With pursed lips, Morgana forces the thoughts away and focuses on finding Shawn. In the distance she can hear the shouts of Arthur and his idiot knights; they’re getting closer.
by jannah again! :3c
