Dawn Study (Soulfinders #3)(69)

“Then we’d better get moving,” Ari said.

They packed in record time. Opal whistled for Quartz. They had left her and Onyx a quarter mile away, just in case.

“Where do we rendezvous with you once the spores are airborne?” Ari asked.

“Longleaf. It’s a town near the Greenblade garrison,” Yelena said.

“Why?” Valek asked.

She sketched out her thoughts about the Councilors. “They need to be freed first regardless.”

He agreed.

“What if you’re not there?” Ari asked.

“If we’re not there by...” She drummed her fingers on her pants. “By the first day of the hot season, then you’re in charge of stopping the Sitian takeover. Assume the Cartel knows everything Valek and I do when you’re formulating a strategy.”

Janco glanced at her, then at Valek, then at Ari. “Holy snow cats, she’s serious!”

“Of course she’s serious,” Ari said. “If they’re caught, Bruns won’t let them escape, and he has the magicians to—” he spun a finger around the side of his head “—steal their thoughts.”

Or, in Valek’s case, they’d just need to threaten Yelena or the baby, and he would cooperate.

“I know that, but I was hoping for a more upbeat send-off,” Janco grumbled.

“We’ll always be with you in spirit,” Yelena said. “Is that more upbeat?”

“That you’ll haunt me? No. That’s creepy.”

The goodbyes were quick after that, although Ari and Janco paused long enough to obtain a promise from Yelena to not do anything stupid.

“You mean don’t do anything Janco would do?” she teased.

“Exactly.” Ari nodded.

“Hey! Who’s the one who agreed with Ari that it’s too dangerous to go into the Citadel?” Janco asked with a wounded lilt to his voice. “Avoiding that place is the smart thing to do.”

“It is smart,” Yelena said. “I guess there really is a first time for everything.”

He pressed a hand to his chest. “You wound me.”

She pecked Janco on the cheek. “Be careful. All of you.”

Quartz and Onyx arrived in the clearing. The horses all rubbed heads in greeting before Opal, Ari and Janco mounted and headed south, planning to ride in the plains to avoid being spotted. Hanni and Faxon returned to the road. They had orders to rendezvous with Cahil and his team before they entered the Citadel tomorrow.

“How does blending in get me through the gate?” Onora asked Valek.

“An hour before dawn, go lean on the Citadel’s wall. You’ll blend in with the white marble streaked with green. Then move closer to the entrance and wait. Let a few people cross through, then empty your mind of all thoughts and slip inside with the next person going in. The magician at the gate shouldn’t pick up on your presence.”

“How do you know?”

“You’re pretty hard to read.” He held up a hand, stopping her. “When I saw Yelena earlier, I scanned the area with my magic. I sensed Ari and Janco and the horses, but not you. It’s only when I focused on you that I could hone in on your thoughts.”

Onora stared at him. “You have magic?”

He met Yelena’s gaze. “You didn’t tell her?”

“It’s your secret to share.”

Valek turned to Onora. “Here’s the short version—I lost my immunity and gained magic. I can heal and read other people’s thoughts. I may be able to do more, but haven’t had the time or the instruction to find out. But trust me when I say you’ll get into the Citadel.”

True to form, Onora took the news in stride. “All right. Where should I meet you once I’m inside?”

“The Unity Fountain,” Yelena said. “Do you know where it is?”

“No, but I’ll find it. What if you can’t get through?”

“Then collect as much information as you can about what’s going on and leave the same way you arrived,” Valek said. “We’ll meet you back here in two days. If we’re caught, then catch up to Ari and Janco. They’ll need your help.”

“Yes, sir.”

“What about Horse?” Yelena asked.

Onora smiled. “I’ll stable her nearby.”

“Be careful. See you later.” Yelena gave her a quick hug.

Valek clamped down on a laugh. The girl could handle Valek’s new magical powers without missing a beat, but a hug from a friend left her a bit shocked. Her hand trembled just a bit as she swiped a strand of hair from her face.

Yelena and Valek mounted their horses and headed to Owl’s Hill. They stayed in the forest, letting the horses pick the best path through the underbrush. Only a few hours remained before the sun set, and the warm air held a hint of moisture.

“How did you find us?” Yelena asked him.

He ducked under a low-hanging branch. “By doing the same thing you were, love—watching the road from Owl’s Hill.” When Yelena had stepped from the woods to talk to Cahil’s scouts, Valek thought she was an illusion or a hallucination, as he hadn’t slept much since he’d seen the new security measures at the Citadel’s gate. He feared the worst after he’d gotten a closer look and knew there was no way to enter without getting caught.