[It's going to be a dreadful nightmare trying to keep the thing from getting scuffed under Leto's metal talons, he realizes, casting a sidelong glance towards the little nightstand table where he'd hidden it beneath well-worn overhangs. Years of wear and tear will likely get to it regardless, and he's already more than prepared to have to set himself to stealing replacement gems for the one that inevitably goes down in a barfight or dockside brawl.
The thought brings a smile to his face.]
Wylliam.
[Wyll he means, as he's reasonably certain the young Duchal heir isn't actually sporting the name as a shortened variation, but a crow can never resist an opportunity to tease.]
He had it commissioned on my behalf from one of the local jewelers to avoid arousing suspicion from anyone the Szarr palace and its beneficiaries might employ, and I suppose given his heritage, that equated to skipping the line when it comes to turnaround.
I'm not complaining, of course. I've never had a ring spring fully to life, let alone be delivered to my doorstep, in the span of a single day and night.
Someone really ought to make a business out of it.
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The thought brings a smile to his face.]
Wylliam.
[Wyll he means, as he's reasonably certain the young Duchal heir isn't actually sporting the name as a shortened variation, but a crow can never resist an opportunity to tease.]
He had it commissioned on my behalf from one of the local jewelers to avoid arousing suspicion from anyone the Szarr palace and its beneficiaries might employ, and I suppose given his heritage, that equated to skipping the line when it comes to turnaround.
I'm not complaining, of course. I've never had a ring spring fully to life, let alone be delivered to my doorstep, in the span of a single day and night.
Someone really ought to make a business out of it.