As soon as Morgana learned the names of the bride and groom, she was taken aback. She felt a palpable sense of dread. ‘This cannot be her Derrick,’ she said to herself, trembling with horror. Her knees dropped to the ground as the newlyweds turned their attention to the throng and she shouted out in complete shock, “NO... no no no, this cannot be possible! Derek is wholly and solely mine. I am his mate…. his one and only love. Only I, his fiancee, am eligible to become his wife. This has to be a trick. It is impossible for my magic to fail.” She glared angrily at the Light Witch and yelled, “What have you done, you old witch? What sort of magic did you cast? Tell me immediately or I will rip you to shreds. I will turn this party into a massacre.” Morgana then stood up and began hurling ene
