Chapter Twelve, Reading 3

Kewero fingered the chain and enjoyed the touch of the cold metal against her skin. The look and the feel of the chain brought back the memory of the last time she had seen King Meldh wear it. The links of the chain blurred for there were tears in her eyes.
The King had worn it at the Spring Festival, the festival celebrating the continuation of life. It had been a glorious time, the beautiful weather alone was worth celebrating. The King and Queen wore smiles that were as warm and generous as the rays of the sun raining down from the sky. Troubles were forgotten and all the people rejoiced.
However, the forgotten troubles hadn't left and it was not long afterwards that the Ansu attacked and robbed the world of joy.
Kewero spoke to the memories in her heart. "Dear King, let the time be now for our revenge!" She could feel his answering rage coming to her from across the ages.
She put everything back in the satchel and stood up. Spying the saddle, she picked it up along with the satchel and left the storage area. Kewero took them both to the crystal cave and set them on the floor.
She then sought out a secret niche in the cave wall. Here she found the three remaining crystals. The first crystal she picked up was the Blue. It was an ellipsoid. It was as broad as her palm and in length it extended from the heel of her hand to her fingertips. It radiated a soft blue light, which was somehow soothing and calming. There was strength and wisdom in this crystal.
Kewero held the yellow crystal. It was incorrect to call this crystal an orb for it was a perfect tetrahedron. The sharp edges of the four faces matched the restless energy emanating from the gem. Here was purposeful and decisive action.
The final gem she removed from the niche was the red orb. It was a smooth sphere and was rather opaque and lusterless. No light shone from its dull, blood red surface. Even so, the depth of its emotion was overpowering. This was memory. This was revenge.
Kewero placed the three crystals next to the saddle and satchel. Flindra would have to match the gems to the proper people. The Blue would go to her husband, the King. She didn't know who would get the other two but she had faith that Flindra would select well.