"The hue of this gemstone is exactly the same as Jasper's ophidian tail," Rory said softly, her fingers brushing the pendant at her throat. Her eyes curved into a gentle smile. "When I wear it, it feels like he's right here with me. I truly love it."
Dax froze.
For a heartbeat, his mind went utterly blank.
Wait—what?
She had just been given a necklace that wasn't even worth two star coins. By all logic, she should have flown into a rage, accused Jasper of insulting her, and demanded the bond be dissolved on the spot. That was how females usually reacted. That was how any reasonable female would react.
And yet here she was—smiling.
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