Morrigan resisted the urge to roll her eyes, instead biting the tip of her tongue. Cormac McLaggan was hardly older than she. Calling her my child just sounded awkward and like he was trying too hard. But they were in public and she would never say that when others could overhear.
"The wedding is still a long way off," she smiled, quite pleased with that fact, "let alone the thought of children. We must, of course, consider my brother's upcoming nuptials." Personally, the longer she could delay her journey to the Portuguese nation, the better.