☩This is a gift, it comes with a price. Who is the lamb and who is the knife?☩

[magicalskeptic]

Morgana is sitting in the great room of the Mare, watching out the window.  As she is alone, she is permitting herself a moment of visible nerves.  Veda is currently enjoying the results of this, as she is in a cuddling mood.  At no point, does Morgana find the dark humour that for someone who would be put to death at home, she has fulfilled an age

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[beenthroughhell]

It's snowing lightly when Tara arrives, and it settles in her hair and on her scarf. It's colder in Xanadu than in Sunnydale, and she's picked up a few things at the Agora to wear here, specifically. A plain canvas back is over one shoulder and she knocks lightly, but not hesitantly, at the inn's front door.

She then realizes it's an inn, and that she can probably just go inside.

Tara truly hopes she can guide this well. She so badly wants to help, if she can.

LJ notif fail!

[magicalskeptic]

She can enter, and Tara will be greeted by Miss Singh, the new, rather young, but very efficient maid at the Wayfaring Mare. She'll offer to take her coat and bag, a cup of tea, a seat in the library, and to fetch the Mare's mistress.

Typist fail!

[beenthroughhell]

She thanks Miss Singh politely, and settles herself in the library. She gives up her coat, but keeps the bag, as it includes supplies she may need.

More like holiday fail

[magicalskeptic]

Morgana is downstairs within a few minutes. A short term guest was leaving and Morgana was helping her get organized to continue on back home.

"Miss Maclay, pardon me. I hope you have been attended to," is Morgana's greeting, as she enters the library, softly shutting the door behind her.