Lydia's heart did a small joy dance as she sat up straight to find him close to the mirror.
"You do?" Her voice perked up more than she'd thought it would.
"Come here" he called with a blank expression on his face and she sweetly obeyed.
Standing in front of the mirror and looking at him as he was facing it, he whispered
"Turn around"
He held out a small jewel wrapped in a beautiful rope, and Lydia immediately recognised it, it was the supposed magical jewel he had purchased the day they met at the fair.
He dropped it on her chest as she watched through the mirror, as the crystal structure and colour of the jewel mirror his eyes, it is now not simply a stone, but a necklace she could wear around as it is safely tied in the rope, she held her breath as he tied it at the back of her neck with so much attention she simply watched him, mesmerized as his long fingers went to work, the hair at the back of her neck alert.