He had better know where he's going, thought Leah, watching the self-proclaimed "scholar and scribe" leading the way. They had made four more turns since the first crossroads-three at two-way forks, and one at a five-way intersection.

She stifled a yawn. Traveling was tiring enough, but a healer's spirit energy needed time to recharge after use. She had gotten little rest since healing Olorus's arm and Justin's leg. She felt like a hollow shell of herself. But the exhaustion was a ...