“I don’t know.” Claire said. She could get a job, but right now she would rather spend some time with Peter. She would think about getting a job later.
“Magic? Like faeries and sorcerers? This place gets weirder everyday…” Claire shook her head. “So some faerie used her magic on you and you couldn’t heal?” Well…that explained…some of it. She couldn’t believe he was like…in the ground.
“Peter, you didn’t have a choice. She might have killed you, otherwise.” Claire pointed out. Maybe even permanently.
“Who was it?” Claire wanted a name. She was gonna make the bitch pay.