Strolling slowly into the inn, Fáinu peered around looking fir Cree. Her horse was still outside, he assumed she was still resting. He had expected to see her here in the inn, and complaining about having to wait for him. He ordered a light drink from the bar and sat at the fireside. He thought back to when he had first entered the inn. There he had met Adu, what a turning point that had proved, if she had not kept him there, he would not have seen Cree.
What was he to do? He had a horrible feeling that he would be leading Cree to her death if she came with him. However she had promised to stay by him, not fearing anything, not even death. All choices seemed ill fated. Was he to leave her behind, to die alone some time after ages had passed, curing his name till the end of days? Or to take her to meet death in a horrific and bone chilling way. Either way, he felt his own death would be immanent also, and not less horrendous.
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