Chapter 360
- Amara's pov
- "It's lovely," I picked up the mug, curling my fingers in the handle as I admired the obsidian ceramic model, "Thank you." A smile grazed my lips just as I ran a finger across the words printed on it, "It is lovely, I adore it."
- "Thank you, Your Highness." The artisan bowed slightly before me with a bashful simper on his face, "Would you need any other thing?"