Cornelia would be fine.
Felix knew that. It was a fact. Because there was no way he or Aetius would let anything happen to her. Not unless hell freezed over or the earth happened to be a doughnut.
He rushed out of the house and stood by the gates, his eyes closed. The key was to keep the breathing pattern steady. Once he got his breathing controlled he concentrated hard. In the darkness of his mind little white stars illuminated like miniature fireworks.
The Siren web.
He was the centre point of it, he was able to see everyone attached to it, the brighter, powerful ones and the dim and weak. But he wasn't searching for them. He followed the only yellow threat connecting to a orange illuminated start that was not supposed to be there.
He followed the path and approached the mind o
