Orion hesitated, her practical nature warring with the kindness of the gesture. But Luna gently nudged her, whispering, "You should take it." After a moment, Orion accepted the cuff, slipping it onto her wrist with a graceful nod of gratitude.
As they continued their exploration, they encountered an open-air atelier where elves wove intricate tapestries that seemed to ripple and change as they were completed. Luna stood mesmerized by a scene depicting a flock of the draconic creatures they had seen earlier, their wings spread wide, soaring above an iridescent sea. The artisan noticed her interest and came forward with a smaller, similar tapestry.
"For you," the elf said with a gentle smile. "It is said these bring visions of peace to those who carry them."
Luna accepted it, her voice soft as she thanked the artisan. Orion, observing Luna's quiet joy, felt a rare sense of peace herself.
