"The tool you need to defeat the Kwetwer is already in your possession - the crystal orb. It is a piece of the crystal cave and it holds some of the power of the Spirit. You will become familiar with the crystal as you use it. Only the holder of the orb can fathom its full nature. I know it is the key to our survival, but not even I am aware of the limits of its power."
"I see."
Kewero looked into the pot and decided the herbs had infused enough color and flavor to the tea. She poured Flindra a cup and then another for herself. She took a sip and then resumed her lesson.
"Your orb is one of four crystals. There are four crystals to combat the four Kwetwer. Each one is identified by a color. Yours is the White - it is all colors of the spectrum combined and the most powerful crystal. The others are identified by the primary colors: red, blue, and yellow. Each of the crystals has unique powers. Part of your task is to locate those individuals who are connected to the crystals. I know one; the rest are unknown to me. The one I know will be the man who will be your king and husband. He will be the recipient of the Blue."
"Do you know him?" Flindra queried. "I thought you told me that question is still unanswered."
"The identity of the individual man who will come to wear the Crown of King Meldh is unknown, but whoever he will be, he will become the holder of the Blue."
Flindra frowned in puzzlement. "So much of my destiny has been foretold, how is it that such an important question hasn't been decided?"
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