Liam
And I feel like my castle's crumbling down
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground
Oblivious to the inner machinations of Maea’s mind - and probably for the better, lest his own stubborn streak come out in full force, Liam waited patiently for Maea to make her purchases before leading the way towards the inn. ”You’re probably right,” he said ruefully. ”If it was even a few weeks ago, you might be in luck, but with everyone flocking here…” Liam trailed off with a shrug. The likelihood of a room being available was low but not zero, and for Maea’s sake, he truly hoped that they were wrong.
The inn, like so many other buildings in the Greatwood, was built into a large tree. It towered over its neighbors, its trunk wider than most. It wasn’t so large that Liam thought the rooms would be particularly large - and seeing as they were built for Fae inhabitants, they probably weren’t, anyway - but Maea was small enough that she might fit comfortably. It would be better than a tent in the woods, anyway.
Gesturing towards the tree-inn, Liam grimaced. ”Good luck,” he said, and sincerely meant it despite his skepticism.
The inn, like so many other buildings in the Greatwood, was built into a large tree. It towered over its neighbors, its trunk wider than most. It wasn’t so large that Liam thought the rooms would be particularly large - and seeing as they were built for Fae inhabitants, they probably weren’t, anyway - but Maea was small enough that she might fit comfortably. It would be better than a tent in the woods, anyway.
Gesturing towards the tree-inn, Liam grimaced. ”Good luck,” he said, and sincerely meant it despite his skepticism.
And you don't want to know me, I will just let you down
You don't wanna know me now
You don't wanna know me now
