Morrigan, Supreme Celtic Goddess of War, Queen of the Fairie and Patroness of Priestesses and Witches

So I have found you again Morgaine. I knew that it was you when I set eyes on you, I saw it in your eyes. And you recognized me too, although you tried to hide it.

No, I will not give your game away. The men that you sing to does not know what fate awaits them. But that is their choice, I will not interfere. I have grown tired of this silly battle.

For you the conquest will never stop. You will wash the clothes, sing the songs, and men will seal their fates and meet their destinies gladly.