[There is not, it turns out, paper inside the box. There is, however, precisely what one might expect to find in the sort of case that would evidence jewelry — a necklace, massive and ornate almost to the point of being gaudy, but for the fact that the absolutely breathtaking craftsmanship pulls it back from the ledge of being so. It's the type of piece that belongs in a collection amidst the crown jewels of a nation, wrought with red gemstones set in an unusually lightweight, silvery metal — cleverly, so as to minimize the weight on the neck of the wearer without sacrificing any of the ostentation.
It's a necklace fit for a queen. Quite possibly, it was designed specifically to rival any that currently exists in the coffers of any royal currently on the earth.
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It's a necklace fit for a queen. Quite possibly, it was designed specifically to rival any that currently exists in the coffers of any royal currently on the earth.
And predictably, Sypha's just. Gawking.]
That's...definitely not paper.