Mairon held up the necklace from a cart she was unpacking.
Lex ran his fingers along the chain, reaching down to cup the large ruby pendant.
“This is lovely,” he said.
Mairon scrunched up her nose. “It was a gift. Or more like a payment.” Her words came out stiff and quiet. “It was from Scarma.”
Lex touched her cheek. “Would you like it sold? You do not need any kind of jewels to add to your beauty.”
Mai laughed and reached up on her toes to kiss him. “I rather it be donated.”