Looking at the enormous collection of jewelry in front of him, Alexander found it hard to choose just one or two.
There was even a crystal like tiara at one of the tables that he though Alexandria would like- but upon close inspection found it to be only a mock presentation, made of fake glass and cheap jewels.
"My lord, you are here. Hahaha, I was just thinking of visiting your manor! Thousand apologies I was not here to personally receive you. Thousand apologies. I was out a bit with my daughter."
It was while Alexander was viewing the display that this sudden boisterous laughter came behind him, and he turned around to find a large, well built black man giving an immaculate bow.
His name was Morus, and given how well he was dressed in a fine, vibrant purple robe, his identity was left in no doubt. That robe was perhaps as expensive as half the stuff in the whole shop, purple as a dye was that expensive.
