Keelan was on his way to yet another meeting, Bulger in tow carrying two leather bags over his shoulders containing every scrap piece of business document the Morrigan owned. He was working on getting the family in order he was on the brink of sorting out his Uncle Adder. The posion that had been spewed by him to his baby sister was frustrating beyond comprehension and whether it showed or not Keelan was very worried about Gunne but he couldn't be brash least he be lumped into their traitorous hanging.

As if some kind of sixth sense had kicked in Keelan had already stopped just before the almost collison with Lady @nithya. Electric blue eyes pierced the young woman not hateful or mean it was just Keelan Morrigan.

"No apology lady Chaudhari, everyone is fine," he grunted and gave Bulger the side eye, "oi be a good lad Bulger and take this box, we'll escort you to wherever you need to go my lady," she was pretty and noble, he knew of her and she would know soon enough about him as she'd be getting a letter and rose from Rhedara on his behalf, "if the lady doesn't mind...."

"Not since the last one was arrested?" Keelan didn't skirt around the subject but he didn't sound bitter or even angry just a Lord casually conversating, "Then again she's been a Cortell for so long who remembers she's a Morrigan by birth," now he was just talking and for Nithya this would be the most he's spoken words so consecutively without grunts or piercing stares, "But no, I usually conduct my palace business with a proxy but I have personal and business matters today so...," Bulger would sit the box down anywhere the Lady requested, "I am hoping soon to be in full service to the Crown as we expand into our territories."

"I'll have a drink my lady, Bulger doesn't drink on the job," Keelan ordered for both of them in fact he dismissed Bulger with the wave of his hand to which Bulger tipped his hat, "My lady and lord, I'll be jus' outside the doors."

Keelan took a seat, "Well firstly my cooperation with the Crown has been painless and easy, far better structured than when I deal with unorganized and aloof lesser nobles," he answered quiet arrogantly as if expected of the Morrigan, "If anything it's evolved and what I'm going to offer today will be better than what I offered in court that day," he cleaned some invisible dirt from under his nails, "As for my sister? It isn't my crimes and if the family was to know...we'd know yes? She'll come around, I have faith in the Crown and law to believe in that."

Keelan sat back quite proud despite it showing on his face as he sipped his drink (strong taste; bitter after taste; he detected an almost almond bitter) impressed he examined the glass as he spoke, "Meetings can always be rescheduled my lady," blue eyes cut back to Nithya, "I have the time, so, I've been fairly busy since court, lots to plan for the expansion of King Cassian's empire but I've also been looking for a wife...something you'll know about yourself in a few days," he said very matter of fact and smoothly, "Call it a business and future investment for my Morrigan name."

"Don't much believe in it, no, fate doesn't work like that not with a concept of finding marriage...Bulger is dimwitted his actions weren't mine, I will be carefully selecting my wife of my own making," Keelan explained as confident and relaxed as ever, oh so sure of himself, "There are dozens to many useless noble women attached to equally lesser noble names, those of my interest will be selected, I haven't wasted my thoughts on this that isn't me," he instinctly made himself more comfortable by crossing one leg over the other, "No I want the right piece, the cream always rises to the top Lady Chaudhari...the creme of the crop."

Nithya would see what very few saw, a smile.

"Yes maybe," Keelan replied with a dismissive wave, "You might be interested in the direction of my future endeavors, a bright future for the Morrigan family in fact," he sounded happy if one read between the lines of his usual nature. Keelan produced from his bag a blue print of sorts for a coven, actually two Morrigan covens one for Coheed and one for Cambria, "Branching out to our King's territories, where Morrigan women might fail to lead a coven I could always use a powerful witch at the head....," he was gloating.

"It wouldn't be for Cambrian women no, it would be for our witches stationed in service for the Crown, for the next generation of mixed witches," Keelan replied very dry and resolute, "still those women are property of the King, they'll bend or break no?"