I cannot tell you how many times I heard a classmate complain about a jewelry gift, or what they would break off an engagement too. The worse part was the parents often were louder and more viscous about it. I actually quite like citrines. Good color. Most people who wear them aren’t pretentious arses.

[ He had a pair of citrine earrings at home that were his mothers. He’d hid them from his father, broken in to get them after he’d become a pirate. Pity they were still on the Strahl. Maybe Fran would take them. ]

You have had quite the colorful set of companions. I’m beginning to suspect I’m the least magical person you know. I’m flattered.