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Her hand recoiled, leaving Brun with the stone still in his palm. He could sense her uneasiness, perhaps even glimpse into the vision she’d been granted. “So you see now that fate is not always ours to chose.”

The solitaire was somber, but resolute, “I understand now. I shall accept my destiny, whatever it may be, with dignity, even if I would have chosen another path.”