The chain was silver and hanging from it was an amulet of white sapphire. Three interlocking circles side-by-side. Falein’s symbol. Tava sucked in a sharp breath. She lifted a hand as if to reach for it, but then drew it back, fingers covering her mouth instead. The moonlight reflected off the sapphire, and with it, he could just make out the faint, shimmering silver dust contained within. “What is that?” Tava breathed. He smiled, extending the necklace to her. “Arianna calls it energy. I simply call it magic.”
