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Morgaine King never meant to fall in love. Love was something that she'd been told from a young age,that she would never have. No one was supposed to love her, and she wasn't supposed to love anyone. She was only supposed to be a weapon. And truth be told, she had no idea when she started to fall in love with Robert Queen. Perhaps it was that fateful night on the bridge when she tried to kill him,maybe it was when he saved her life. Either way, even when she wasn't trying to kill him, she felt herself drawn to him in a way she couldn't explain.

She remembered the first time they made love. Morgaine had been with men before, but something about this was different. It wasn't even the first time they had sex. The first time her and Robert had sex, there was nothing but anger and the thrill of escaping from certain death fueling their actions. No, the first time they made love, actually made love, was different. It was slow,passionate,and nothing like Morgaine had ever felt before. Robert held her for hours after, stroking her hair, and talking until they fell asleep. Morgaine fell asleep in his arms, feeling safe for the first time in her life.

The next morning, he asked her to run away with him. That was when she got scared. Sooner or later, he would realize that she was nothing but bad news, and get rid of her. When he told her that he was falling in love with her,she ran. Yes, a part of her that was falling in love with him, too, but she was weapon, and weapons didn't get to fall in love.

Morgaine and Robert would cross paths several times after that. They would share a bed, but Morgaine made certain that they never made love again. Only rough, hard, empty sex that left them both sated, but still didn't fill the hole in her heart. She couldn't let him in, even as much as she loved him. They would only end up miserable.

The last time she would ever lie with Robert, he left her pregnant. At first, Morgaine didn't know what to do. She knew she should get rid of it. But something kept her from getting rid of the life growing inside of her. Still, she couldn't tell anyone,not even her brother. Morgaine retreated to a village in the Cambodian jungle that not even her brother knew about. Here, in this village that she had liberated from a warlord, she would find what she should do next.

To say her pregnancy was easy would be a lie. The nine months were an absolute hell. Carrying a human being inside of her was something that she never wanted to do again. And all the pain that her grandfather put her through during her childhood couldn't compare to the pain of giving birth. No, that was the worst pain imaginable. Morgaine cried for her mother, Damien, Robert, even her father to was the pain. She'd been close to death many times, and in that moment, she was certain she would die.

But then, The village midwife told her that it was a girl. She cleaned and swaddled the infant, and passed her into her mother's arms. When she held her daughter for the first time, Morgaine felt was love truly was. Everything about this little life that she'd brought into the world was perfect. She was so small, fragile, and for the first time, something that was truly hers. Morgaine counted each little finger and toe, ran her fingers through her dark hair, kissed her little face a dozen or more times. It was like she was staring at a tiny mirror of herself. Except her eyes. Her daughter had Robert's eyes.

She called her Kalila,which meant beloved, and that was what her daughter was to her. Beloved, precious, and whole. She was perfect. For a month she stayed in the village, recovering and just being with her daughter.

But soon, she had to start looking at the bigger picture. Where would they go? If she took her back to the League, would she be expected to train Kalila to get the perfect little weapon, like she was? What kind of life was that to give a child? And Morgaine knew she couldn't stay away forever. Her brother still needed her. To leave him would be selfish.

As much as it pained her, Morgaine knew what she had to do. She had to get Kalila to Robert. He would give her the life that she would be unable to give. As much as she loved her daughter, she wouldn't be able to be her mother in a way that her little girl deserved. She booked passage on a ship to Star City, knowing that it would give her a little extra time to spend with her daughter.

When she arrived at Star City, hunting down Robert wasn't very difficult. He was a her now, and had the relationship with his family that he always wanted. She knew he was a good man, and would take care of their daughter. It was late when she banged on his door. Pretending that she didn't care about her daughter was the hardest thing Morgaine ever did. Lying to Robert proved to be almost impossible, he knew her that well. But she did it. She pretended like she didn't want Kalila, and didn't even tell Robert her name. He tired to begher to stay, and she almost did.

"You and I both know that I am not suited for this, Robert Queen. The child will be better with you. Goodbye."

As soon as she was far enough away, Morgaine allowed herself to cry. She felt like her heart had been ripped from her chest, leaving a hole that could never be filled.

Shortly after, she returned to the League. Damien didn't question where his sister went,and didn't press it, but he did notice that Morgaine never smiled anymore.