Randolf looked at Xavia and she did her best to ignore him, because it was something they had talked about before. He thought it was reckless, and he was right, but being reckless seemed to be their only option, especially as she was certain that, if it came to it, they would lose the vote. Leaving was the only logical option. Unfortunately the others were too scared to go with logic, when they knew that whoever they came across would want to kill them. It was, unsurprisingly, Cyrus who broke the silence. “What are you suggesting, Xavia?”
As their eyes met Xavia knew that Cyrus suspected she was being reckless as well. They hadn’t known each other well before their world changed, but being thrown together had changed things for both of them. She could understand why her father had thought of him as a possibility, although it would never have worked out, because he was too like Randolf. Having to deal with one on them on a daily basis was hard enough, two of them… she could imagine what that would be like and imagining it was bad enough. “I have the ability to find out what’s happening without delving into the memories my father left for me, but if I do and someone feels what I’m doing then we’ll be in danger from them finding us here because they’ll be able to trace the magic back to here.” Breathing deeply she ran a hand through her hair. “Father and I never talked about it as a possibility – I don’t think he ever truly believed that we would be in a position where we would need to think about the options that we have, even though he put his memories into my mind. They were, as far as he was concerned, a just-in-case thing…
“Now, though, we’re facing the future without our families and I now need to think about what the best option for me is. I’m sure if you were in the same position you would be thinking about ways to protect yourself from doing something that might lead to your death.” Xavia bit her lip. “Of course that is the position we’re in right now, where our death might be slow or it might be fast, but if I can see what’s out there we might stand a chance of surviving this. Your next question will be why I didn’t mention this before.”
Cyrus shook his head. “I’m guessing your father hid it behind another one of those walls and that means he thought it was dangerous for you to use, but less dangerous than you delving into the memories he left for you.” He sighed. “Which means that our third option isn’t any better than either of the others, because we’re going to end up dead… but with this one we might have some time.”
“We will,” Randolf said, sounding as though he’d given in. “How much time is something I can’t estimate, but we have a better chance of getting away from the invaders if we know where they are and what they’re doing.”
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.