Peter still remembered where Nestor's castle was.
It was underhanded of the man to curse the poor girl like that. Peter was perfectly willing to show him the real meaning of the method of guilt-tripping the brunette had used more than once on his own sister when she was being difficult and trying to get him into trouble.
But there was a slight problem.
Nestor, if Peter remembered correctly, lived in a mountain. A mountain which could only be accessed by a teleport. And Peter, for all that he had gotten back together with Red and Blue, did not have one such a rune.
"We should call Asmo," Blue said, his tail curled up around Red's.
"He left," Peter said. He did not know how to feel about it all. Did not want to believe that it was all over between them.
What he wanted to focus on now was to get to Nestor.
Emily deserved to be happy!
