Still seated gracefully on the edge of the bed, he smiled at Li Shen with warm eyes and held something out.
In his hand drawn from inside the fold of his dark crimson robe was a small and elegant box that gleamed softly under the morning light.
The box itself was beautiful: white with gold and silver inlays and decorated with tiny gemstones.
Even to Li Shen's untrained eyes, it looked incredibly valuable.
Somnus opened the lid slowly.
Inside, resting on a white silk cloth, lay a single black object. It was flat and metallic, almost like a slim rod.
It shimmered faintly and dark as a night sky scattered with glittering stars.
At each end of the rod, a small teardrop shaped stone sat embedded like a jewel.
The color struck Li Shen instantly, it was that deep gentle violet he loved most.
"Wow… it's beautiful…"
The thing seemed to glow softly from within, an amethyst hue that pulsed faintly in the light.
Li Shen couldn't look away.
But then Somnus said something strange.
