Magnus quirked an eyebrow at the Highlander King; "Is there a person that you have in mind?"
Murdoc's smile shifted into a smirk; "Well two, actually. I doubt I'll get one without the other taggin' along.."
Turning and walking to his desk, Magnus grabbed a heavy canter, and refilled his cup. He had quickly marked Murdoc Campbell as a charismatic fool, and assumed that Amara was his brains. But as they had conversed, Magnus came to realize that he was simply an honest and loyal man..
'Now that I think of it, he reminds me a bit of Lucas.. I just don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing yet. Either way, it means that he's stubborn. Which doesn't bode well for his future relationship with Marco..'
Magnus' expression wavered a moment as the thought made his heart constrict. Regardless of Murdoc's title; the King of Alcon saw the Highlands as part of his kingdom. He wanted peace for all of his domain: not just the southern half.
