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My jaw hit the floor. "Stone?"
Lady Ida nodded. "Yes. As you see here." She drew up one long sleeve of her dress and revealed tiny gray spots that speckled her arm.
Asher's eyes flashed with interest as he leapt to his feet. He strode across the short distance and took her arm in his hands. A brief, tense examination and he looked down at her with pursed lips. Her wide eyes showed her own fear. "These are indeed stone spots."
Tears pooled in her eyes and she hung her head. "I. . .I thought as much."
My inquisitive expression caught Asher's eye, who lowered the woman's arm back into her lap. "It is an old and rare spell of which I have only read of in ancient medical texts. The spell is designed to be slow-acting in order to cause mental and physical suffering for the vict
