There is a moment of silence while the audacity of Morgause's statement sinks in.

And then Mab laughs. It's a gleeful sound, not mocking in the least. Undone from within? How delicious!

"Oh, you have my full attention now."

Never one for respecting anyone's personal space, she leans closer.

"So, tell me: what part shall the fae play in this? You haven't come here simply for approval. And I won't believe you're set on doing this for reasons that are all noble and true--especially not where the fae are concerned."

This witch may not see them as the enemy but neither are they her kin.

"What are you after?" Mab gives her a calculating look. "What sort of bargain are you looking to strike?"