Okay. Maybe Riley shouldn't have unloaded his small fortune like that in front of the interesting jeweler recommended by his father.
But forgive him for not realizing that the lump of shale he casually thought was mostly calcite was apparently valuable enough to make Mr. Winston consider closing the store for the day.
To be fair, none of this guesswork and stunned silence was supposed to happen today. Originally, the goal had simply been to commission wedding bands for him and his mate.
As someone who had received something as overwhelming as the Dravaryn family heirloom, Riley wouldn't have been able to sleep peacefully if he didn't come up with something for his golden dragon in return.
