“Yes, I have been told many a time that I resemble Elizabeth I but that does not make me a…” Morwenna raised a pointed eyebrow, lips twitching despite herself. It wasn’t for her to see to this woman’s interrogation, far from it in fact, but somehow she was enjoying herself. “Queen.”

They had reputable information about this woman and Morwenna was inclined to take it on face value. They could be entirely off the mark of course but in this case the vampire’s bravado made her feel that they were not.

“You’re age is hardly the issue here. You’re resistance to the help we are offering is however.”

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MJ knows my soul rings to the rune of this iconic hat