Seraphina, with swift movement, detached an earring from her earlobe. It was a piece of obsidian, dark and mysterious. "Take this," she said, her voice carrying a note of finality. David accepted the earring, his fingers tracing the intricate design as Luna made herself comfortable, resting her head on his lap.
"Why the earring?" he asked, his voice low.
Seraphina's eyes held a determined glint. "So that I don't have to explain to the guards what I'm doing at the Earl's estate," Seraphina replied. "When I'm near the gate, the earrings will turn green. Make sure to come for me."
David nodded, understanding the implications. "Did you cast a spell on them?" he inquired.
She shook her head. "Not really," Seraphina replied, a small smile playing on her lips. "Think of them as a tracking artefact."
