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[Well, it worked. Archer was unsure if it would, without something to offer.]

Lady Morganna, I summoned you because I was cursed with the lycanthrope curse and I wish to get rid of it.

[Straight to the point with no smalltalk.]

[She can appreciate the lack of small talk but this request...how does one put it?

It's rather trivial, isn't it? Still, is she going to mention all the easier, probably less costly ways to fix this problem of his?

Of course not.

She smiles.]

And what have you brought me as payment for this request?

[It may seem trivial to her, but for Archer is a bit more serious. Almost dying due to it... he doesn't want to wait much longer or to look for siphoners to do the job. He wants to make sure the curse leaves and Morganna is one that would definitely get it out in one try.]

I did think of the payment... but I figured nothing material I possess is enough for a Goddess of your status. Surely you have other ideas of what I could pay you with... that is what I put my trust on.

[He is willing to pay a prize she sets. That speaks for what he's willing to do to get rid of this curse.]

[Oh, this is delightful. Letting the dealer set the stakes...is this one brave or foolish? Perhaps the answer will depend on the perspective of the one judging.

Morganna doesn't quite care which it were. All that matters is that this is an opportunity.]

I am certainly not short on ideas. [She reaches out to touch the underside of his chin with a finger.] Tell me, what drives you to such lengths? For what reason does this curse bother you so?

[She wants to know so she can find the best price.]

[There is a slight shiver down his spine at her touch. He really never imagined being this close to Morganna, let alone anything else about this situation.]

I wish to protect the people dear to me. The curse is unpredictable and it already almost took my life and someone else's. I don't want to one day wake up and find someone I love gravely injured or dead instead.

So it is for love.

[A selfless love even, to risk a higher price for the security of keeping someone safe.

Well, then!

She smiled and stepped back, let her hand drop.]

Then I have just the thing. [She pulled out a small bottle with a pale coloured potion.] Drink.

[The potion, when he uncorks has a smell like an evening in the woods, wet and damp...but overlaid over that, a smell like a memory, something beloved or dear.

Drinking it will put him into a trance though he will not realize that is what it is. Then an illusion: evening turning to day, wolf features fading into human...covered in blood. His worst nightmare come to life: someone he cared, wounded because of him.

A tear would be enough, but it is not the only thing she can catch in the bottle. She will have to see what this will yield.

She explains none of this though she may elaborate, if he refused or if eh asked. Maybe.]

[Archer accepted the bottle. The scent was pleasant, even if he was slightly skeptical about drinking a random potion.

Yet he didn't hesitate to drink it. He had come this far. This was the decision he had made and the one he would see through.

What he sees immediately feels wrong. It also feels familiar. It had happened before already. The reason he was here in the first place.

But what breaks him is seeing Rin lying there, covered in wounds and blood that were clearly caused by a wolf. Rin, who had sworn to protect and who was always so strong to protect herself, wounded so badly. Because of him. Because of his decision to not go to the party back then.

It's enough to bring him to tears. The very thought of hurting Rin this badly.]

[She watched and waited.

When the tears come, she reaches out to catch one on her fingertip, the tips of her nails brushing against his skin. It beads there on her finger, not being absorbed into the skin. As she pulls back, any other tears that might fall follow her motion, as if drawn along by an invisible thread. This she lets slide into a small bottle she had in her hands.

Once she's corked it, she waits. The price has been paid and the illusion will break soon. When it does, she holds up the bottle before letting it flicker out of existence.]

Tears of tragedy and true love. I have received your payment.

[A wave of relief washes over him when the illusion ends. The image of Rin still stung in his mind, but it wasn't in his sight anymore. It was just a reminder that he took the right route, even if a drastic one. He closes his eyes for a moment, breathing a sigh of relief before looking at Morganna.]

And with this... the curse is gone?

Yes. A cure and a ways to extract payment...is that not efficient?

[She smiles.]

Now, was there anything else?

Yes... I must agree it really is.

[Why go through the trouble of doing them separately.]

No, this was all I had in mind. Thank you, Lady Morganna.

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