[Witch_Queen]

After a few minutes of being alone in the stables with only Avalon and the horses to keep her company Cree decided to go back to the inn. Nothing she could do now would change what happened between her and Fáinu. Stopping outside the inn Cree looked around to see who may be outside. Noticing that Fáinu was under one of the near by trees, Cree ignored the fact that she wanted to talk to him. "Blasted curses." She didn't know what else to do. She was tired of the fighting and of the feelings. "What now? Do I simply ignore the fact that my heart is saying one thing while my brain is saying somthing else?"

The bird on her shoulder screeched at the words coming out of Cree's mouth. Reaching her hand up Cree clamped the bird beak shut. "Not now Avalon. I refuse to even do anything about him anymore. Father always told me Fáinu would be a hand full. Its a lost cause my dear friend. It always was a lost cause."

The puncture marks in her shoulder was beginning to hurt more and more with every word that left Cree's lips. It had been awhile since Avalon had decided to perch on Cree's shoulder and now she was beginning to regret it. Cree took her hand away from the crow and ripped off the bandage. All the cut was going to be was another scar just like the one on her side and her arm.

Walking back in the inn Cree looked around to see who she may find. Fáinu may be the cursed and I may be the crow bearer. The only thing that make us alike is the fact that we both want what we can and will never have..... love. Cree saw a table in the corner of the room and walked over and took a seat. Nothing else now mattered.