#scarsdale

and she pulls it out ..it flickers with glamour and allure

"Opal, clearly" She says "The Gold's a bit bold.."

"ohhh, beautiful!"

A blush "isn't it?"

Zara kenns it first. "Aye. How came you upon this?"

"It was liberated from Shadow Court forces" She says simply

It is not powerful, she's held more powerful items.

And yet it is appealing.

She's pretty sure it will requrie glamour to activate. She's seen THAT trigger before. That's a good sign. Less chance it's cursed

She hums softly, the tune broken by her kith's throat.

And soon, the whispering is ready

"Gold and precious stone, worked wondrous in efforts sown, answer now this whispering crone..."

"Tell me, what wonder do you perform?"

A voice that seems to waver between silken masculine and sultry feminine and back again answers "Crafted for the hunt of among the oldest game, I Lace the bait of self. Who wears me knows how to use the gifts they have, to intrigue, satisfy and seduce"

Purple troll

An eyebrow. "And what cost to those who would use your gifts?"

"A pinch of glamour, bring your desire. That's all I ask of you. For hours I'll help you perform and burn bright you shall so that you burn yourself into a memory of your intended. But once a day only, so when I at last dim... you're on your own, once again. Time it well"

"Ooo this is naaaughty treasure" A swallow

A glance at Siv. "Well - it could be. But it enhances the wearer's charms, it does not bewitch or bespell the target. There is much to be said for that. Is there aught else you wish to know? I think I hav eone question left."

Siv sighs "Who does it rightfully belong to?" Apparently , now seelie again, her honor has her ask.

Zara repeats Siv's question.

"Well then, I think you have fallen into good hands."

A smile, "oh this feels like a cheat but ... maybe once or twice?" She holds out her hand to take it back, "Thanks , Zara. Mom might have been able to whisper it ubt it would take her a lot of dross to affect a treasure"

"I think your paramour might enjoy it."

"Oh that's in the open again" A groan.

All the more because clearly things are complex there right now. "maybe I should hand this over to House Fiona. They'd use it without abuse I would think"

"Mmm... I know not about that. But I think you would be a good keeper. Maybe.. oh, maybe find someone lovelorn and shy?"

"you mean like a sluagh lass?" A smile, gentle , eyes merry

"Perhaps! Though not this sluagh lass..."

"No, your'e set.. I.. is it true you might be moving in with Earl? I don't mean to make a spectacle of your love life, forgive, it's just... What made you decide to?"

"Oh! Oh, well, I was going to be moving..."

"College, aye? But we have our own rooms, too..."

"Oh! " Surprised "Guess I'm used to ship living." SHe ponders "So.. it's just the college thing? I mean, he's going where YOU wnt to be, not the other way around?"

She nods!

"And I thought.. well.. maybe it would be okay to try?"

"See how it goes. I would much rather Earl than a mortal roommate..."

"And oh, to be able to steal away to see him, without trod or trial?" She blushes.

Siv smiles "I understand I think .I.. in fairness I must say I declcined my paramour. He wanted me to move to Hibernia with him. But.. my family is.. I'm not going to college" She admits

"Oh, aye! Hibernia is far..."

"And Earl and I have been together for two years, nu? And neither of us are... uprooting, too much. It was more a mutual idea?"

"Mutual" she nods "Aye" A sigh "I just feel guilty you know? He's.. I love him, he's kind and good so why am I... why am I saying no? I thought it was fear but... no.. duty more than that and even then I... I Have these hopes I can't pursue from there. Not yet. I guess i'm just selfish"

"Not selfish. For us, it felt to be the right time - for both of us."

"And not wanting to move to Hibernia doesn't mean your love is less than true."

"There is a time for everything, and this is not the right time. Perhaps some day it will be, perhaps it is never meant to be so."

"Thanks, normally I'd talk to my mom or aunt KErri..but sometimes I just want to... you know, talk to someone my own age"

"Ohhh, aye."

"And if he loves you back, he shall not begrudge your refusal. He might be hurt, for a time - to be refused can hurt - but hurts can soothe."

"It's the hurting him that makes my gut twist" She admits