It had taken another hour for London's silhouette to finally appear on the horizon. In the meantime it had stopped raining and even the sun had decided to come out. But even in the sunlight there was something threatening and sinister about the approaching city. That might be because of the all too gloomy past. Blood had flowed here so often, so often cruel decisions were made. There were many places that couldn't let go of their story. When was the last time she was here?
Suddenly, a memory flashed through Morrigain's mind. Yes, that was the day she last saw "him". The place, the cemetery wasn't that far away. In the north of town, if she remembered correctly. London had grown.
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"Well, a little detour doesn't hurt. Just another stopover," thought Mo and changed her flight direction a little.
Mo had to circling above the rooftops for a while before she reached her destination, the Highgate Cemetry. She landed on one of the tombstones near a large oak tree.
She shook out her feathers vigorously, how beautiful were the warm rays of the sun.
Only now did she feel how exhausted she was now.
For a moment she closed her eyes and her thoughts began to slide away ...

"What do you say to your Shinigami now, Mo?". Morrigain's brother, Nuada, was standing in front of his sister and was waving a sheet of paper in front of her. With this letter, the Shinigami dispatch society had rejected Morrigain's urgent request to stay in the human world.
"They want to forbid YOU from going into the mortal world. Is that what you imagine when you work together?"
Morrigain shook his head "I am disappointed, but I understand the reasons why you refused". "That we have to get permission from them at all ..." replied the young fairy man. "That is partly our own fault and also that the old alliances have broken. Nuada, our rule over life and death is over and the Shinigami have taken our place."
Nuada made a grunting noise, "You're protecting her too?" angrily, he threw the letter into the nearby fireplace, "I don't even know why I'm so upset. It's you who should be angry."
Morrigain looked at the ground “Yes, but it's not me.” She felt that her brother came up to her again and took her in his arms. "And all because of this ... Shinigami ..." he sighed
"He calls himself Undertaker now ... just like his new job, right? He's an undertaker now!"
Morrigain wriggled from her brother's arm. "You're making fun of yourself again!"
Nuada laughed "Yes, because my beautiful, proud sister, who usually gets every man she wants, becomes as shy as a little girl at a simple Shinigami"Anger boiled up in Morrigain. She didn't know herself why she could never tell him how she felt. Why, in all the years that they had worked together, they never developed more than a loose friendship.
Again she felt her brother's warm breath on her neck as he hugged her.
"You really want it, don't you. See him again. You want to know why he turned away from the Shinigami. And maybe you have enough strength to say that you love him."
His words met and Morrigain laughed.
"You know me better than anyone else"
“Who else if not me, sister?” He sighed heavily and turned Morrigain by the shoulders to face him. "I will help you. You travel to the human world and I will cover you!"

Morrigain startled. Was she asleep?
It took her a moment to break free from the dream that had just enveloped her. Yes, that's how it happened ... about three hours after talking to her brother, Morrigain had stood next to the man who called himself Undertaker and had her questions answered. He had readily replied, telling her that "Shinigami" was no longer the way he wanted to go. She had revealed her concerns to him, but he commented on them with a laugh. Mo had kept silent about her feelings.

Was he still here in London? Her brother had insinuated that she would only start the search in London because she hoped to meet him ... Was that the reason? No, there was clear evidence that the sword had appeared here. But....

“It's enough now!” Morrigain shuddered. "You're not usually like that. If he really still worked here as an undertaker, Morrigain would find him. He could certainly help her.