<strong>"Well even if you have a dozen of such things in your pocket to give to ladies passing by in corridors I am indeed quiet taken back" </strong>Phera laughed and twirled with delight.<br/><br/>Frosted opals may not look as spectacular as some jewelry but they did have considerable value in the culture. It was rumoured that such stones allowed one control of dreams. More precisely each opal over a certain size worn during sleep was linked to an item the dreamer would find in their possession no matter where the dream took them.<br/><br/>Although other nations scoffed at the idea, elven dreaming necklace did indeed work, but only when harboring frosted or mat opal of the likes this very one held ... one of many secrets the elves had "accidentally" omitted to tell the other races.<br/><br/><strong>"Well my prince you have ensured one of your flock will not find themselves in a nightmare without half a dozen keepsafes to see them through any witching hours. For that I am most grateful. Nights of decent sleep is the best gift one can have."</strong><br/><br/>At the mention of the lottery Phera's eyes brightened.<strong>"The lottery ... oh dear yes ! Surely it is due to occur any moment now. My prince humor a herbalist for an evening please, accept me as your guest of honour. Fear not others eyes thinking anything more of it, all know you would be mocking tradition so obviously to take my presence that seriously. Such gee-pah findings, the best of dream-necklaces and the playful company of our prince overseeing the lottery also ? Please yes ! Put aside matters and traditions of state just for an hour please!"</strong><br/><br/>Phera laughed while pulling the prince willingly or not by one hand towards the woody hall where others waited for the lottery to see its course.<br/><br/>Some nearby guards looked towards the noble waiting for a single glance to end such intrusion on Prince ...<br/><br/>