A SISTER'S ADVICE

“Morgana.” Kurtz called with raised brows.

“You sound surprised, but do not look so.” Morgana spoke as she walked slowly into the room stopping beside Kurtz.

“It is rare to see the Queen visit her brother? Are you by chance here to plead that I fight the Magician King for you.” He asked with a smirk.

“Plead, I don’t think I need to do that bastard. I know you would plunge head on into the battle anyway.” Morgana said.

“Bastard, you could have gotten your head ripped off if you called me that just few months ago.” Kurtz said as the smirk on is face disappeared.

“I would like to see you try.” Morgana replied turning towards Kurtz who also looked back at her but instead of hostility, only a thoughtful expression could be seen on his face.

“You haven’t changed.” He eventually spoke.

“You have, you have grown taller maybe stronger too.” Morgana said chuckling.