Lukas raised an eyebrow. "You want to cancel our contract."
"I want to remove a shackle around you Valentines," Morgana said.
She reached for her cup, took a sip, and set it back down.
"Think about what that contract actually is. Three years of service to the Le Fay family, with obligations attached."
"You'll have to go on one compulsory mission every month when the family calls, and there'll be restrictions on who else you can work for and where you can commit your time."
She gestured at him with two fingers. "It made sense when you were an upcoming team and the family was your route into everything."
"After all, the contract comes with a measure of protection, resources, a guide, and a name behind you when you had none of your own."
"And now?"
"Now it's a leash on someone I've just agreed to stand beside as an equal." Her mouth twisted slightly.
