Gift Giving
“There are so many things!” Eldarion gazed wide eyed at the market.
“Naneth will love whatever you choose,” Aragorn reassured him.
“Maybe I can be of assistance?” Ambassador Tahir approached from the Harad quarter. “I will show you my lady’s favourite stall.”
Almost hidden in a corner was a tiny table presided over by an ancient dark skinned merchant. On it were trays piled high with exquisite wares.
“I like this.” Eldarion chose a necklace of silver filigree adorned with tiny roses.
Tahir bade the merchant wrap a brightly enamelled dish with the necklace. “A gift of friendship,” he smiled.