"You've always been the pragmatic sibling," Morgana said, smiling.
"Wipe that smile off your face, Morgana," Morrigan snapped. "I have yet to agree to your proposal."
Leo thought it'd be better coming from him as Morgana looked like she was itching to argue some more.
"We want you to recognize Morgana as your liege and officially support her claim as the next Lord of Death when she makes it," Leo answered.
"Oh, is that all?" Morrigan asked in a sarcastic tone.
"A few more actually," Leo said. He pulled out a scroll from his jacket pocket and began reading its contents. "We will require a tax in exchange for you retaining control of the Tower of Sorcery—"
"—I am to pay you a tax for remaining in my own home?" Morrigan asked, her eyebrow rising an inch.
