Morgona the dark
Morgana watched as he leaned in to plant a kiss on her but it was over as soon as it was done and she felt something had been tooken from her as she touched her lips while he planted another on her neck which sent shivers down her spine,"You stole some of my magic you clever demon", she commented grinning,"Didn't think you could do that", her grin faded at his last comment,"That's not necessary", she stated briskly with cool precision she snapped her fingers and her broom came to her as she climb onto it,"Now where are you taking me", she said,"I am aware you will not carry me".
Her Pagan