They leave. Morgause watches them from a tower window. It’s hard to decide whether her expression is more Evil Mastermind Gazing Triumphantly At Things Going Exactly To Plan or Tormented Lover Gazing Woefully Upon Their Departing Beloved. Not that the latter description is at all relevant to her dynamic with any of the persons currently leaving.
Morgana waves eagerly. Gwen finally tugs her hand down, rolling her eyes.
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Morgana waves eagerly. Gwen finally tugs her hand down, rolling her eyes.
Laughing. Laughing forever.
Oh, you are brilliant!