"Is something the matter, milord?" Anselme asked when he saw Jasper's hand stopping when he was about bring the cup to his lips.
Jasper's eyes mysteriously shone as he put the cup down, a satisfied smile on his lips. "She wore it."
"Pardon, milord?"
Jasper looked at his subordinate's confused expression. "Nothing." He said, brushing him off and returning his attention back to his book.
Anselme frowned, giving a side long glance at the book his master was reading. What's in that book that made his stone faced master smile so suddenly?
***
Back to the palace...
Scarlet's attention was back towards admiring the necklace on her neck.
It looks good on her... she thought.
It was just her style...
She might thank Jasper for the necklace when he comes back.
Scarlet tore her gaze away from the necklace and thought about her next move...
So, what is going to do today?
