Kiora said, still winded.That was the first time she had tried to control that amount of wind, and she felt the strain.They should have left those guards at the entrance. Why were they so far away?“Maybe they couldn’t leave the slaves unattended.”Perhaps.Kiora rolled Arturo’s words around in her mind the rest of the way to Tavea, but could think of no reason why the Shadow’s forces would have let them escape. Nobody knew for sure if they were still in there or bubbled and long gone, which was the most likely explanation. Of course, what if she was wrong and Arturo was right?You worry too much.“You read thoughts too much,” she retorted.When you learn how to turn off your hearing, you may teach me, his beautiful tenor sound rang through her head. I simply mentioned a concern—it does not make me right.Kiora took a deep breath. “Everyone keeps looking to me to make decisions, even Lomay. What if I am wrong?”Then you are wrong. As the Solus, it is better that you embrace your role rather than hide behind those you view as older and stronger—even if that means you make mistakes.“Mistakes hurt people.”A leader is not born, Kiora.
