Just has Nyssa had told her in her room. She still continued told her again on their way down the mountain. "He came to me this morning, he wants you to have some good clothes, the house funds will cover it. And he said I should make sure you ate something that you might like, anything." She had grinned. "I think he wanted you to have a good day."
And it had been a good day. Aria had laughed at the fried dough stall, she had let Nyssa drag her through a dozen vendors. She had stood in front of a mirror in a new tunic and barely recognized the girl looking back at her, straight shoulders, there was color in her cheeks, a cloak lined with rabbit fur draped over her arm. The old woman had pressed the river stone into her palm and called it lucky charm.
She believed her.
When she came back
