She had never met Peters mother, curiosity made her want to, but her imagined dislike of the woman made her not want to. She was also curious as to how the older woman would view her. A threat perhaps? She supposed it might come down to the sort of public relationship Peter had with her.

’This was my decision’ she shrugged her shoulders, ’If you don’t want to be part of this Peter you don’t need to be.’ she explained flatly, ’I made this decision, if you want to walk away all I’d ask is that you don’t tell anyone.’ It was an honest offer, and one she would keep making. Adrestia played with a strand of her long blonde hair that had escaped from her hairstyle.

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