#Chapter 52 – Invitation

“Oh god,” I sigh, shaking my head at Laila. “Why on earth do we need Orion for the divination?” She shrugs, looking between me and Anton, her face apologetic. “Because it’s his land. Even if we get a map, none of us understand the relationship between the map and the land itself. It’s…” she purses her lips, her eyes unfocusing as she searches for the words. “It’s about relationships really, and you need ties between everything for it to work.” I frown at her, not getting it, and she nods to me, understanding that she needs to explain further. “Think of it this way,” Laila says, holding my gaze. “You lost the boy, right? And you need to use the divination tools to find him in the Deadlands. But the only thing you truly understand about all of that, the only thing you have a tie to, is the boy. Yes?” “I see,” I say, leaning forward and resting my chin on arms, folded on the table, to peer at the divination supplies. “So I need you to help because you’re the tie to the tools. And