Peter let his gaze wander towards the labyrinth, his posture slacking the slightest bit as his attention shifted towards the shifting tangle of bushes. His brows knit together as the bushes were pulled back into place, surprised eyes moving first to Zariah, then over to Remi, newly appraising the man.
Not that the distraction of the hedges or Remi’s show of magic distracted Peter from his true focus. The moment Zariah moved, Peter was at her heels, a glance soared to see I Edrei would precede him. Sharp ears caught what she said to Remi, jealousy rising like bile in his throat. Peter didn’t spare the taller man a glance as he stalked by, the only indication that there was any change in his emotional state showing in his clenched hands, already pale from scars but now bone white from the pressure he exerted.
Once inside the hedges, Peters head swivelled from side to side, keeping an eye out for anything that could be anything. He didn’t want to let himself be shown up again.
Peter enters the labyrinth on Zariah’s heels and keeps an eye out for danger.
PET
he is trying to tell you that there is some sort of shining star now buried deep inside him and he has to dig it out with a knife.
