Who: Morrigan and Aedan What: How do you solve a problem like an out of control Old God? When: Backdated a few days after Aedan arrived Warnings: Barely contained rage?
Morrigan had been trying to keep a very matter-of-fact attitude about the situation, at least externally. Alim had assisted her in securing a location far away from civilization. Even Alim had not visited the dryad's cottage, but Morrigan had no doubt he would be able to find them if he really wanted to.
She hadn't told Brother much. It was better to keep it simple. She was leaving him, that was it. The less he knew, the less danger he would be in. His heroics would only get him hurt.
She'd refused to give Aedan the location of the cottage, instead insisting on meeting him in person and escorting him back. She'd traveled by portkey to the apartment where Aedan had appeared. There were too many people here, and Aedan must have known it. He hadn't argued when she told him she would find a place for him. She rapped twice on the door, trying to control her frustration.