The bridal party slammed their respective drams before heading for the door. Peggy softly tugged at Skye's sleeve to gain her attention. She looked almost embarrassed as she stood before her lady with one hand behind her back. She fidgeted before speaking in a nervous tone: "I-Ahh... Umm, I have a gift for ye."
Peggy pulled out a small glass perfume bottle from behind herself. It was swirled in dark blue and black staining with little dots that looked like stars all over it. Just under the lip of the cork sat a silver crescent moon. The other side was a mirror image, making the bottle impossible to see through.
