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Morrigan raised her eyebrows, Correct. The child's name is filed away for further use. I see. Mesonero. Crow-born? The question is idle, as Morrigan resumed walking, hands in her pockets.

I've always admired the stories of the Crows. But a Talon always falls, and so will each of the Crow families. After all, she paused, glancing over her shoulder to the girl. Every organization has to end sometime.

She seemed unconcerned about leading a known Crow (or relative thereof) into the royal families home. And so, she walked. Led the way as she went, unconcerned with much more than where she might step.

Tell me about yourself. She ordered.