Elara
"Mr Crawford, My princess. Welcome, welcome!" A tall, dark gorgeous woman beams as we come to us. She is refined and elegant. I recognize her immediately as Mrs. Simson, a renowned jeweler. She appears in almost all the magazines.
"Mrs Simson. Thank you for having us on such short notice," Zuriel says, shaking the woman's hand.
"It's no problem at all, after the huge deal you made with my husband last month," she seems happy. She elegantly kisses my cheek and takes a step back from us.
"Congratulations on your union. It will be the wedding of the year!" she says. I only maintain a polite smile.
"I'm pleased you want to buy your engagement and wedding rings from us. Do you have anything in mind?"
"No, can you show us what you have?" I ask.
"Of course, dear,
