Trust

“Which way do we need to go?” Slate asked Nya as the troops they’d been tailing got far enough ahead of them that he could safely ask without being overheard. They were at a crossroads, where another hallway entered into the corridor where they were walking, and she’d have to decide whether or not they should keep going down the path where they were headed or turn off and take this other route.

Nya moved so that her back was against the wall and closed her eyes, feeling out into the future using her mind’s eye to determine which was the most direct route to the Heart of Magic.

If they continued down the path they were headed down now, she saw them coming to another stairwell that headed up, which is where the soldiers were going. They’d end up on a different part of the roof, which would do them no good. If they took the path