"We can set sail," I agreed. "But the pirates always come back here and I'm not sure why. It might be that they like it here or... well, it might be more of Peter's magic."

I had never had cause to find out. All I had ever known was that the pirates returned. They always did. We always had enemies to battle and the more I thought about it, the more I realized it must have been Peter that dragged them back over and over.

"But your shields would help," I said, brightening. "Peter's never had to face someone else with magic before."