Before the sound of the Raven could fully die away next to Morgaine stood a woman with curly long auburn hair. She wore a midnight blue dress that was dotted with constellations.
Morgaine bowed her head and greeted, “Honored Mother.” While Morgaine may have given the traditional greeting to the woman who originally gave her life, Morgaine’s voice was full of dread and sorrow.
Those were emotions that the goddess Le Fay heard as clear as bells. Le Fay cast an appraising look upon her daughter and began, “Consorting with invaders. This is what you could not tell me. I understand your reticence in such matters, but I have not heard the full tale of your adventures. Perhaps you should tell me now,” Le Fay finished in a commanding tone.
Before Morgaine could respond to her Honored Mother, Sigyn chose to voice her thoughts on the matter, “Lady Le Fay, I approached your daughter for help. You see, my husband has chosen to interfere with your beliefs. At this point your daughter is the only one who can stop both of our ways of life from ruination.
“If you need to blame someone, the fault lies with me,” Sigyn finished.
Le Fay stood there in silence for a moment before responding, “No. Where my child stands now is a result of her own actions, and that she knows to be true.
“While what Morgaine is attempting an admirable goal she should have found another way. Morgaine knows – as I do – that to work with one’s ancestral enemies is akin to death. What Mother Danu has decreed is correct and while I will not help my child in her quest neither will I hinder her.
“This is all I can do,” Le Fay finished with finality. Without uttering another word Le Fay turned into a raven and flew away from the scene.
Seeing the distress on Morgaine’s face caused Sigyn to grimace. Sigyn stretched her hand out and placed it upon Morgaine’s head offering what little comfort she could.
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