Post by Magda Ivanova on Dec 17, 2021 15:39:35 GMT -5
(For Adder Morrigan Finn )
It was a meeting long overdue.
Magda had never spoken to Adder directly. Mika, her stepfather, had made sure that was the case. She was, after all, simply chattel to be bartered with; the great Adder Morrigan needn’t lower himself to commune with Laurent’s livestock. But a great many things had changed since her initial engagement to Theodore. It hadn’t taken long for the story of housefire to circulate; a tragic accident that claimed the lives of Mika Laurent, his wife, and infant daughter. With no heir to speak of, the combined resources of the Ivanova and Laurent estates would pass on to Magda. Though it wasn’t much compared to the fortunes of family’s like the Morrigans or Delaneys, it was still a considerable sum that belonged to her - the lone heir. Poor Magda: losing her brother, stepfather, mother, and half-sister all in such quick succession. What a tragic loss for such a young woman.
But alas, life must go on. Right now, there were more important matters to attend to. Namely, her engagement to Theodore. Conall Morrigan had been her first escape hatch, but much to Magda’s disappointment, he was just as much a shortsighted fool as any other nobleman she’d ever met. He’d let his father bully him into giving up the chase. While “father knows best” was a terribly quaint and precious sentiment, in theory, it was nauseating in practice. No matter. Better to know how easily Conall Morrigan could be brought to heel now rather than later. Conall had made the biggest mistake of his life, and Magda was about to ensure he regretted the day he met her. If Theo was the object of her ire before, Conall most certainly was now.
Magda had sent word to Adder Morrigan, seeking an audience. She urged that it was a personal matter she wished to discuss with him in private, citing her grief over her stepfather’s untimely death. She’d taken the liberty of designating a time, which Adder had accepted. Once the business of the day had concluded and after Lord Morrigan had dined with his family, Magda was to find him in his study.
As she was supposedly in mourning, Magda was dressed in black - though the style of dress was not so appropriate given the circumstances. But that wasn’t her clothing item of note. It was the ring on her finger: a recent acquisition, secured with a little help of a certain merchant she’d recently rekindled a relationship with. Magda arrived at the Morrigan estate and was shown to Lord Morrigan’s study, where she’d be announced to the master of the house.
