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"I'll have to look him up later." Mystique spoke.


Dermot trudged back to the castle and hoped to find someone up so he could come in and rest. He was exhausted and needed a place to stay. If he was not welcomed at the castle, he would spend some money on a cheap room. He didn't need anything that was fancy. He didn't care about looks or where it was that he slept but he didn't want Fiona to suffer so he chose decent places if and when he traveled.
He came to the castle with the wind blowing through his clothes. He pulled one hand out and knocked on the castle door.