If you don't take it, I'm going to make you wear it behind your ear. [Her tone is teasing about the threat and she laughs, reaching for him to secure the rose in with his mockingbird pin.] I'm not sure if it will stay, but for now it will do.

[She pats it lightly, smoothing down the material before she pulls away. Gold eyes rise to meet gray-green, appearing not to see him, exactly, but see through him.]

My people also refer to me as the Golden-Eyed Commander of Wishes, you know. What do you wish for, my lord?