Chapter TwelveZya marvelled at how her luck seemed such a double-edged blade. Since returning to Bay's Point she had experienced joy and pain in rapid succession. She entered the city life and peace with her family in moments, and just as quick was taken from them by Ralnor Scott, who had known she was returning. She had found the answers that she sought, and yet they only led to hardships. She was not sure which defined her current situation. She looked over at the table in her room, at the seven stones that rested in their stands. They defied her, presenting a challenge that she had just had to take a step back from. Her task was to decide which stone best suited her characteristics as a human being. The trouble was that she did not see any obvious differences in them. They were all grey
