Chapter 223: Uncaring Nature

"Now, let’s start with something just a little simple," Amahle said. Reaching into a pouch at her waist, she produced a small, rough stone, no larger than a robin’s egg, and placed it on the table. "What would you do to make the stone happy darlin’?"

"Make the stone happy?" Ashlynn said, puzzled. "Keep it close, I guess? Like the way you kept it in a pouch on your body? Maybe keep it warm?"