Should have figured that out before you caught me.
by Morgaine
Morgaine wanted to ask two questions. One was who on Earth George Washington was, and what he'd done to end up as the subject of a famous painting. She had been reading history for years, and while most of it had been family chronicles from her father's library, she knew enough about the charm of the general histories to be offended that she had never heard of someone well-enough known that Pseudo-Pierce had. The second question was whether or not Saul had completely lost his mind.
After her...tumultuous first and second years, Morgaine had kept her toes firmly removed from the line. The Careys - as her sister had so kindly demonstrated - had very little use for a girl who made a spectacle of herself, and she had not been dumb enough to need reprimanding twice. In fact, apart from her forays into the Healing section, she had kept away from learning things not endorsed by her teachers. Stories, however, died slowly; people still seemed to think that she would hex them at a moment's notice. If Saul was even a bit worried about that, he was emphatically not showing it.
However, it was entirely possible he was acting. That was a consideration. She might as well test the theory. "Can I be the heroine?" she asked, completely straightfaced. She even managed, after a summer of pretending to like her brother's future father-in-law, to sound earnest. "I'm tired of being the Dark sorceress who's killed by Aurors all the time."
If that failed to get a reaction of complete horror, she might actually do it. The family was trying, very hard, to rework its not-exactly-stellar public image, anyway; her playing nicely with a load of other children might earn her branch points with Thomas. The look on Lila's face would be an added perk.
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