Chapter 10
Elenda sat in the chair her grandmother pulled out, relieved to get off her leg even as her brain was spinning into mush. The green stone joined the book on the table.
"I don't understand," Elenda said, trying to steady her breathing. "Me for what?"
"Long before Liam O'Dowd left Ireland with his family, before he or his father or great-grandfather were ever born, a pact was made." Gram sat and picked up the stone wand. She turned it from side to side. Crystals and inclusions flashed and glinted among the carved markings. "Drawn between the people and the land. Only a few families understood the rewards, and the risks."
"What was the pact?"
Elenda kept her hands folded in her lap to keep from grabbing the stone. She was certain she'd be able to work out the symbols given eno
