Ani

Ani had felt the stone's response to the girl-Miri. It was strange. The wind had registered the change when her feet had come in contact with the stone. It had responded to Miri and her alone.

Enna had felt it too. So had Rin. They were all in agreement that Miri had some gift. It didn't seem to be one of language, because Miri had not even called out to the stone; the wind would've heard it, and through it, Ani.

"I'm going to explore," Razo said. "I'll try and find out more about your 'friend' Miri."

"Bye," Enna said, bored. Razo left, and Ani began to pace.

This country felt so wrong. The wind could sense it: something was different here. There was something other than the wind, water, fire, and trees that spoke here. But it wasn't speaking. Not exactly. Communicated, certainly. But it was not speaking of any kind that Ani had ever heard or felt.

The ground had moved. And it had happened when Miri had touched it.

"Razo?" Ani called. The young guard looked at her expectantly. "Have a message sent to this Miri girl. I would ever so much like to meet her."

Enna glanced up from her cushion, a meaningful look in her eyes.

Miri

The linder replayed the feelings of the people around her. That was what Miri was used to. But the stone showing memories of the people who had come and gone from the linder chambers? It had never happened before, yet now it did.

She felt the guard coming before she heard or saw him.

"I have two messages for you, miss," he addressed her. He offered two scrolls of parchment, which Miri took gently. "One is from Princess Britta, the other from Queen Anidori Kiladra Talianna-Isilee."

The guard clicked his heels and strode away. Miri opened the letter from Britta first. Just a simple invitation to dine with her, Stefan, the King, Queen, and Katar. Miri hadn't seen Katar for a long while, and wondered how she was doing. Then she unrolled the second scroll. The one from the Bayern Queen.

The note was not long:

I wish for you to come and visit with me at one hour past noon tomorrow. It would do me a great pleasure if you would oblige. Yours sincerely, Queen Anidori.

Miri was not sure how to respond. A queen-a foreign one at that-had summoned her. To talk. She wondered if the queen had felt the tremors in the linder too.

Maybe now, she could ask about the vision the stone had given her.