“When?” Her gift—like all gifts—made him uncomfortable. But he wasn’t fool enough to doubt her. In his experience, very few people wanted to be Gifted, so when they said they were, they were owed belief. He’d learned that the hard way.
“I don’t know when,” she answered. “But there will be a battle. And you will need to protect your heart.”
“You can see that?”
“I don’t see things exactly as they are or as they will be. My visions are more like glimpses. Pieces and images, pictures and suggestions. Sometimes it is easy to put the pieces together. I’ll see water. I’ll see sickness. I draw conclusions.” She shrugged. “Other times, I see things I don’t understand at all, and it isn’t until they are happening that I recognize the signs.”
He kept his armor on and directed his men to do
