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Unlikely anyone would notice. Maybe Quin. But that water on the floor spread according to natuarally action, but wouldn't sink in if it met anything that would normally absorb it. Caution still. Caution still.

"There are no pregnancies to speak of. I'd prefer you avoid trying to upset her mentioning her last child though. In fact, if I recall what I'd been told rightly, he ki would be lower than usual, was she pregnant." Not in an arrogant tone. But Rivven no longer showed the submissive tendencies he might once have. Morgan was in danger of some sort, regardless of that it was probably not physical, and he was going to protect her. He had no room for doubt in face of a duty. "Of course though, you probably missed the other cues. I forget that you all seem very confident in your knowledge of yourselves, and forget about things beyond you. I think you might notice the chakra, if you concentrate."

To any that could see a red weave of ruby shade flowed and drifted like a fine layer of mist about Quin at that moment. Aqshy, the Red Wind of Magic wove about his form and the water Rivven had dashed upon the floor began to evaporate.

With a calm voice he spoke to Rivven, "Do not be so hasty, and I remeber our talks from a while ago. The books shall be delievered within a day, you can keep them for all I care. They are no longer of any importance to me."

"I've never been one for haste, Quintilius. Please excuse me if I'm a bit easily perturbed at present though." he glanced at the man shortly. He was going too far, perhaps. Still, the woman was obviously after something, and with this attitude he very much feared it would be one of the two people. She had known already, there would have been no chance to decieve her anyway. Bright, but arrogant it seemed. Morgan had been very much that once. He hadn't noticed it so much of late. If she already knew, the best thing he could do if she intended harm though, was make her too confident. No rash actions. Right. But if she acted first, he'd do what he had ot. "Do I need to repeat myself? I already said it once. No one in this room, in anycase."

((I thought it had said room initially... sweatdrop ))

"Go? Go where? I think we're fine where we are." he looked a total fool. Good. Fuel the ignorance. An enemy too confident was easier prey than one too cautious. He just needed to avoid hostility so as not to provoke an unnecessary attack on the child. But he could mark that as her sure target now.

The floor no longer felt stable. The earth itself seemed to swim in front of her. She was able to push forward and slam the door on the pair before sinking to the ground.

"Fay was just trying to upset you with that, she thinks I don't care much for children." Morgan said in a suprisingly cool, detached voice

"Sister Naomi was the name she chose when she entered the convent. Rivven," she started to shake, she couldn't look up "her name was Ygraine."

She was still shell shocked. Everything truly was gone of that life then. Morgan was the last one left, and the thought chilled her. "Ygraine Cornwall, my mother." Finally she let it burst. She didn't sob, but her body seemed to shake with invisible tears "I've seen my family buried."