The young royal emitted a surprised giggle, then asked in an arch tone, "So did this help or hurt?" She reached across the table to flick the simple but handsome chivalric badge Cook wore on a midnight-blue ribbon around his neck. On a ground—or sky, really—of matching deep blue bordered in bright silver, the circle of enameled metal bore two fanciful crescent moons of pearlescent white side by side, waxing and waning.