As soon as Elora uttered her ultimatum, Morganae groaned and palmed her face. "Damn, stubborn daughter…" she grumbled softly. She took her hand off her face again, and glared at the pair of Elora and Erik. "And I suppose you've come here because you need me to sneak you into the city and perform the ceremony…?"
Elora, still hugging a stoic Erik from behind, pouted at her mother. "Well, yeah…" Slowly, her pout then turned into a confident smirk. "I guess it's a good thing you love me, right Mom?"
"Hmpf," Morganae snorted, but without much conviction behind it. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, and aetherium sparked from her chaotic emotions. She wasn't happy about any of this, but she definitely didn't want Elora to leave angry, either. In the end, family was everything to her, as it was to Elora.
