First, he moves to arrange of the flowers and petals he has strewn about the bed as to have them 'out of the way', before he motions for her to join him at the beside, standing with the package before them that contains the silks he purchased earlier.
"Each of these I chose for a different reason," he explains as he watches her unwrap them.
First is the golden yellow: "I know how greatly my dragon desires gold, and to see you wear so many pieces of it over the time we have been here in Amikaya made me realize how lovely it looks upon your skin."
Then the darker grey, which shifts between charcoal and slate in the light of the candles and oil lamps, depending on how you look at it: "That one reminded me of your scales. They are a beautiful shade of grey...one might think it a plain color, but to me, it is not."
And last (but definitely) not least is the silk which has been dyed in the violet, a brilliant piece, which should need no explanation as she unwraps it.
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First, he moves to arrange of the flowers and petals he has strewn about the bed as to have them 'out of the way', before he motions for her to join him at the beside, standing with the package before them that contains the silks he purchased earlier.
"Each of these I chose for a different reason," he explains as he watches her unwrap them.
First is the golden yellow: "I know how greatly my dragon desires gold, and to see you wear so many pieces of it over the time we have been here in Amikaya made me realize how lovely it looks upon your skin."
Then the darker grey, which shifts between charcoal and slate in the light of the candles and oil lamps, depending on how you look at it: "That one reminded me of your scales. They are a beautiful shade of grey...one might think it a plain color, but to me, it is not."
And last (but definitely) not least is the silk which has been dyed in the violet, a brilliant piece, which should need no explanation as she unwraps it.