She grinned and stuck out her tongue playfully. "However many times you think it necessary," she teased, holding her glass up before taking another sip.<br/><br/>Curious, she twisted to watch as he carried the small bundle to the bed. Caught off guard, Lhurriel's breath caught in her throat when she saw the cagger, the bracer, and the ring - all bearing Amery's mark in that silver-edged black that he so favored. She reached over and caught his wrist when he turned his back, and smiled - bittersweet, painfully, tears so carefully hidden that only a glimmer of them showed in her eyes.<br/><br/>"Thank you. And no, you are right to take one - Amery would have wished it. The dagger would have been his - you see the grip, the delicate silver wiring? It was made for his weight, him and Raymond's, but only Raymond of the three of us uses a bow. And the ring..." She picked it up and slid it into her ring finger, turning it in the lantern light until a sparkle caught the center of the emblem. "It's green tourmaline (http://www.gemstone.org/gem-by-gem/english/green_tourmaline.html)," she whispered, her guard slipping just enough that longing and heartbreak crept into her voice as she stared into the stone. Emeralds were a noble's gem, Amery had always said - but he'd always sworn, after choosing Lhurriel, to find a green stone that matched her eyes.<br/><br/>"Bottle green - a rare color," she continued softly. Feeling a little lost and wishing that her emotions didn't show so easily, Lhurriel took the dagger and placed it in Amron's palm. "It is yours, as Amery would have wished it. As am I - though that wish is my own," she whispered, bending to kiss his palm, then the inside of his wrist. "Though I cannot say if I will remain yours for long. Your servant, always, Lord of Thieves - but as a woman, only as long as I wish it, Amron."