Ben could have taken Aiden anywhere, and I didn’t have time to search every inch of the Hearth to find him. Ben was obviously after whatever relic kept Otherworld and my world separate. That was most likely why he’d taken Aiden and why I needed to get to them fast. Once Ben had what he’d come here for, Aiden became disposable. I took several deep breaths and closed my eyes before opening them to the vibrant web of magical energy that wove through every inch of fairyland. “Duc me ad Aiden,” I said, asking for the lines of power to lead me where I needed to go. One of the red strings grew rigid and pulsed like a neon sign. It traveled through the archway about twenty feet away before ending at the door of the castle keep. I ran, uttering a spell that would increase my speed. Within seconds, I was throwing open the doors. A huge rectangular room opened up beyond the entrance. Arched doorways with chevrons carved along the top lined the forty-foot area, with a gallery running along each of the four floors.
