Morag nodded, her mind going through who might help. It would almost have to be one of the elves....she couldn't bring someone into town with this disease going around. And with so many in town downed by the illness, there just wasn't anyone else. 'I'll offer,' she said.
She frowned at Antonin's suggestion. She hadn't thought of that, but the idea had merit. Still, it disturbed her, a child losing its parents. She leaned to Antonin. 'I know a lovely place in Russia....'