[hr][center][h1][b][color=C90B0B]The Scarlet Mistress[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
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Morrigan looked at the letter that appeared inside her spellbook. No one touched her spellbook. Who the hell touched her spellbook.

She could easily cast a spell to see who it was and decide on an appropriate punishment for them. Perhaps tying them up and letting spiders eat them. Or cursing them with glass bones. However, the letter intrigued her. It took guts to come into her home and leave it for her. She had to respect that, even if it pissed her off.

She opened it and read the contents. She didn't know what to make of it. Was it a real invitation? If so, who would invite her. Her list of friends was non-existent in this world. Her list of enemies was larger. Was it a trap? Probably. It would be their mistake if it was. She'd have them eating dirt before they sprung it. Who would be this stupid to trap her?

She decided to go. She was bored, admittedly. Her spells haven't been good lately, perhaps a change of scenery would be best.

She never flown in a plane before. Seeing them in the sky made her think they were just destined to come crashing down. It was unnatural for all those humans to be flying. Granted, she herself could fly if she chose, but that's because she had the help of magic behind her. 

Humans weren't that smart.

She took the opportunity to travel somewhere else. First class sounded exciting. She freshened herself up and headed towards the airport. It was going to be a weird few days.