Despite all the times Morwenna had thought about how Mason would respond she had not been prepared for the actual response: unceasing calm. It was far more unnerving than if had had become furious with her, or if he had immediately left the house intending to never cross its threshold again.

She closed her eyes to keep the tears from forming, let alone falling. The very last thing she deserved at the moment was any pity and she certainly owed him the truth without letting her emotions cloud the situation.

“I didn’t know how,” she admittedly plainly. “It always felt like I’d be telling you for my benefit, not for yours, and I didn’t want to put that burden on you.”

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