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novitadiamondsblog · 9 months

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Unlocking the Secrets: How Pawn Shops Determine Value

Pawn shops have long been the go-to destination for individuals seeking quick cash or looking to sell valuable items. Understanding the intricacies of how pawn shops determine value can significantly impact the outcome of your transaction. Whether you're considering pawning an item or selling it outright, comprehending this process is crucial to ensuring you receive a fair deal.

The assessment of value at pawn shops isn't a one-size-fits-all approach. It involves a meticulous evaluation that considers various factors. Firstly, the condition of the item plays a pivotal role. A well-maintained and functional item is likely to fetch a higher value compared to one that shows signs of wear and tear. Presentation matters, and items that are clean, well-preserved, and in good working order tend to command better prices.

Additionally, rarity and desirability are influential factors. Pawnbrokers are knowledgeable about market trends and demand for certain items. Rarity often increases an item's value, especially if it caters to a niche market or collector's item. Desirable brands or items that are currently in demand also tend to fetch higher prices.

The evaluation process doesn't stop there. Pawn shops take into account the current market value of similar items. They might use various resources, including online databases, recent sales records, and their own expertise to gauge an item's worth. This comprehensive assessment ensures that the price offered aligns with the prevailing market rates.

Moreover, the type of item being evaluated matters significantly. Pawn shops deal with a vast array of goods, ranging from electronics and jewelry to musical instruments and antiques. Each category has its own set of criteria for valuation. For instance, when it comes to jewelry, factors such as the quality of materials, gemstones, craftsmanship, and current market demand are weighed carefully.

In the case of electronics, functionality and condition are key. Pawnbrokers will often test electronic devices to ensure they are in proper working order. They consider the age of the device, the presence of accessories, and the overall demand for that particular model in the market.

However, one of the most valuable commodities frequently traded in pawn shops is gold. Gold buyers are well-versed in assessing the value of gold items. They consider factors such as purity, weight, and current market rates. The purity of gold, often measured in karats, significantly influences its value. Higher karat gold typically commands higher prices due to its purity.

Gold buyers employ various methods to determine an item's gold content accurately. They might use acid tests, electronic testers, or even rely on professional appraisals to ascertain the purity and subsequently, the value of the gold item.

When considering pawning or selling gold items, it's essential to approach reputable gold buyers who follow transparent evaluation practices. Establishments with a track record of fair dealings and accurate assessments ensure that you receive the true value of your gold.

Pawn shops and gold buyers operate within a regulated framework, adhering to laws and regulations governing their industry. These regulations aim to protect both the sellers and the buyers, ensuring fair transactions and ethical practices.

Understanding how pawn shops determine value empowers individuals to make informed decisions when dealing with these establishments. By being aware of the evaluation process and the factors that influence value, individuals can negotiate more effectively and secure fair deals for their items.

In conclusion, the evaluation process at pawn shops is a multifaceted one that considers various aspects such as item condition, market demand, rarity, and current market value. For gold items specifically, gold buyers employ specialized techniques to ascertain purity and value accurately. Choosing reputable establishments and being aware of the evaluation criteria can significantly impact the outcome of a transaction, ensuring a fair deal for all parties involved.

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diamondsluvore · 11 months

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scalingsvt8thusiast · 6 months

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Skin-Deep chapter 12

summary: The one where you fall for Seungcheol amongst all the protests and insecurities. The one where you don't know that he's fallen for you too.

a/n: Enjoy! :)

Ensconced in a velvet armchair, you sat surrounded by your friends who were howling with laughter.

“They said what?” Yunjin said in between tears, clutching her stomach from the pain of laughing too hard.

“I cannot FATHOM anyone saying that to you,” Shuhua cried, wiping the tears from her eyes, trying her best not to smudge her mascara.

“God, what is up with her ceiling?” Somi laughed, imagining a bunch of naked people on the ceiling, “New money people, I can never understand.”

“Talk about bad taste, who the fuck puts stained glass in their dining room?” Jihyo added, sipping on her tea.

You had just finished relaying the drama from the past month to your friends whilst jewellery shopping at your favourite store. The five of you sat facing one another with a bucket load of jewellery spread out on a coffee table in the middle. The shop assistants constantly bringing out all of their best jewellery for each of you to inspect.

“You should have slapped her!” Shuhua commented, mimicking a slapping motion in the air. “I know I would have! Insulting my bestie like that.”

Shuhua was your most outspoken friend. Her father was renowned as the Grocery King of Taiwan, owning almost all of the supermarkets and groceries store in the country. She always made sure to send out boxes of the best fruits and vegetables to her best friends. Their mothers appreciating the present more than any of their daughters.

“And his father! ‘You need a right girl by your side’.” Jihyo mimicked, “Go back to the 70s, old man! No one wants you here!”

Jihyo, who was extremely appaled by backwards thinking, was the daughter of the Gold Kingdom. Her family held monopoly over the trade of gold globally. Jihyo was regularly decked out in gold, but she didn’t mind shopping for other sorts of jewellery.

“How does your son’s choice of girlfriend affect your company’s survivability?” Somi said, rolling her eyes, “does he know nothing about business?”

Somi, your ever business savvy friend, had just returned from completing her MBA. This was to prepare her to inherit her mother’s massive cosmetics empire. In fact all the makeup on your face right now was a gift from Somi.

“I literally just looked up their company while you were talking. They’re worth what? 20 bil?” Yunjin turned her phone to show you a report. “And they’re so bloody arrogant!”

Yunjin, who was more interested in people’s net worths, hailed from a family who ran the world's most successful banking co-operation. This grants her access to all the secretive reports of various companies and high net worth individuals around the world.

Where Seungcheol had Joshua and Jeonghan, you had Shuhua, Jihyo, Somi and Yunjin.

The five of you had been friends since you were children, your parents all knew each other so naturally you grew up together. Majority of your youth was spent flying all over the world for shopping trips and holidays together. The only reason you separated was because you wanted to experience life without your parent’s money for once. You’d regularly keep up with them while you were at uni but it wasn’t the same as seeing them face to face. You missed the support your girlfriends gave you after being surrounded by boys for months.

“Guys, it’s honestly fine.” You said, holding your hand up to the light, inspecting the massive diamond around your finger. “I’ve left and I’m not looking back. That part of my life is over.”

“Which part of your life is over?” A voice sounded from behind you.

“Vernon!” Your friends chorused.

Your brother, waltzed up to the table. Giving each one of your friends a wave.

“Oh, you’re here early.” You said, placing the ring back on the table. Large stones attracted unwanted attention, not your taste.

“Yea, we should probably leave now, you know how mom and dad get when we’re late.” Vernon said, motioning to the door.

You sent your friend’s an apologetic smile, “Sorry guys, let’s continue another day?”

A wave of goodbyes came from your friends as you and your brother left the shop, his Mclaren Senna parked at the main doors.

Once you were comfortably seated in the car, you began running through your activities for the night.

“After dinner, are we going over to Gyu’s place?” You said, your freshly manicured nails tapping against your phone.

“Yea, it’s just going to be the few of us I think.” Vernon answered, driving carefully around a crowd who was snapping photos of his car.

“How long do you think dinner with mom and dad will be?” You questioned, still replying to messages on your phone.

“Probably like 2 hours tops? We might be a lil’ late to Gyu’s place.” Vernon replied, “Gosh, sis, your nails are giving me a headache.”

You turn to your brother with an evil grin. You reached your hand out and grabbed his arm, digging your nails into his skin.

Vernon yelped. “HEY! I’m driving!”

“That’s what you get for being annoying,” You say with a smirk before continuing to tap on your phone.

Vernon’s eye twitched the entire ride home.

You hopped out of the car and skipped up the steps of the front porch. Vernon trailing behind you with hands in his pockets.

“Young sir, young madam.” The maid had come out to greet the two of you, bowing as you passed her. “Dinner is ready.”

“Thanks!” You called out over your shoulder and made your way to the dining room.

This bungalow was your parent’s most recent acquisition. It had gone on the market quite recently, some Duke who had fallen from grace was looking to make a pretty penny so he sold it to your mom. She had been eyeing the property for awhile now, claiming that she thought about you immediately when she saw the massive walk-in closet in the main bedroom. It was added to the list of properties you were set to inherit when you were older.

In the dining room, your parents sat next to each other at a sensibly sized round table.

“Hi mommy,” You say as you gave her a side hug. Your mother gave you a kiss on your cheek before continuing to read her magazine.

“Hi daddy,” Doing the same to your father who was immersed in his newspaper.

“Mom, dad.” Vernon greeted with a nod.

“Oh finally the two of you are back, we’ve been waiting forever.” Your mother said, putting away her magazine as she peered at her children from the top of her reading glasses.

“Your mom’s just hangry.” Your dad flashed you a mischievous smile, ignoring his wife’s warning glare.

The maid entered with a trolley of food, proceeding to lay it out on the lazy susan. You much prefer these sort of meals than all those pretentious fine dining restaurants. Food was meant to be simple and identifiable, some people clearly did not understand that.

Dinner was filled with idle chatter, you father was talking about the new venture he was thinking of in Thailand while your mom updated her children on the coming events they had to attend.

“Aunty and Uncle Yoon are coming to town to visit.” Your mother announced. “I expect both of you to make yourselves available.”

“Sure mom,” you and Vernon chorused.

“I think they’re bringing their son eh?” Your dad said in between mouthfuls of rice. “Maybe you two could show him around.”

And that is how you found yourself face to face with the one and only Yoon Jeonghan.

“Y/N my dear!” Mrs Yoon gushed, holding your hands, “Every time we see you, you get prettier and prettier!”

“This is Jeonghan, my son. I don’t think the three of you have met.” Mr Yoon said, gesturing to Jeonghan who was currently giving you a shit-eating grin.

“Y/n!” Jeonghan cried, giving you a hug.

“Hannie!” You quickly returned his hug, you weren’t expecting to see Jeonghan at all. “This is my brother, Vernon.”

Vernon politely shook Jeonghan’s hand, exchanging quick greetings.

“Oh? Have you met y/n?” Mrs Yoon asked her son.

“Yes, we met at uni.” Jeonghan said, giving his mom a reassuring smile.

“Ok, we’ll leave you kids alone now!” Your mom said, giving your arm a squeeze.

“Unless you guys want to sit through a meeting with us?” Your dad offered.

The three of your faces contorted into a look of disgust.

“I think we’ll pass.” Vernon said, scrunching up his face.

Jeonghan waited until his parents disappeared from the room before giving you an excited look.

“So this is where you were the whole time!” He chirped. “I thought you had been kidnapped when you fell off the face of the earth like that.”

Vernon narrowed his eyes at Jeonghan, “Is this the guy you were telling me about?”

You shook your head, “No, this is his friend.”

“Ah,” Vernon crossed his arms, giving Jeonghan a disapproving look. “Guilty by association.”

Jeonghan chuckled nervously, “I promise I’m harmless.”

Vernon continued to eye the older man suspiciously.

“I’m sorry for disappearing like that, Hannie.” You sighed. “Trust me if I had it my way I would have said good bye first.”

“Hey, it’s fine.” Jeonghan waved a hand, dismissing your apology. “If that happened to me, I would leave too.”

“Did you guys hear about what happened?” You asked, wondering if Seungcheol was the type to gossip.

“Not in the way you’re thinking.” Jeonghan quickly replied, as if reading your mind. "Shua had to pay some people to find out.”

“Oh,” You paused, “Why didn’t you just ask Seungcheol?”

“I-,” Jeonghan paused, glancing wearily in the direction of your parents. “Let’s not talk about it here. There’s a lot I need to update you on.”

The three of you found yourselves having tea at the Mariott. You had called up Mingyu beforehand, who insisted on coming as well, to secure a table.

“Mingyu’s on his way?” Jeonghan said, excited that he finally got to see his friends in their natural habitat.

“Yup, there he is now.” Your eyes darted to your best friend who jogged into the restaurant.

“Have you started?” Mingyu said breathlessly, “Tell me you guys haven’t started.”

“No, bro, sit down.” Vernon gestured to the chair before making a face. “You’re sweaty as fuck.”

“Gym.” Mingyu replied still clad in gym clothes, he wiped the sweat off his forehead before sitting down.

“Alright, now that we’re all here,” Jeonghan began, leaning forward, “you should know, Cheol hasn’t been himself these days.”

He recounted all the events that happened, starting from the day you and Seungcheol broke up and all the way to them confronting him at his apartment.

You didn’t know how to feel. Part of you was happy that Seungcheol was just as upset as you, part of you was sad because you knew things between you and him would never go back to normal. Was he considering getting back together with you? Did you want to get back together with him?

“It’s great he’s suffering and all. But that doesn’t give him the right to be an asshole.” Mingyu voiced out. His eyed the table of sweets in front of him as if he was strategising for war.

“Why didn’t he talk to y/n first before disappearing and breaking up with her?” Mingyu continued with a look of contempt.

“Because he’s an idiot.” Jeonghan replied, in between mouthfuls of pastries. “Not an excuse, I know.”

“I think you two should have a proper conversation,” Vernon sipped on his tea.

“Well obviously not you,” He gestured to his sister, “I mean like he should have a conversation with you.”

“Yeah, well.” You shrugged, “I want to talk to him, but he’s clearly intent on keeping me out of his life so-”

“When we told him about well, you.” Jeonghan gestured to you and his surroundings, “He looked really relieved.”

You placed a Madeleine into your mouth and looked out the window, lost in thought. In the background you could hear Mingyu arguing with Vernon and Jeonghan.

Mingyu rolled his eyes, “Honestly, I don’t trust Seungcheol on this. If you ask him to choose between y/n and his family, who would he choose? My money is on his family.”

“Actually, I think it would be y/n.” Jeonghan said with conviction. “You should have seen him. It was like armageddon had arrived on the choi family home.”

“I don’t know the guy, but I think he would choose you, sis.” Vernon said, nodding vigorously.

a/n2: I'm actually quite unsatisfied with quality of my writing. but i hope you all enjoyed it all the same.

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labgrown-diamond-ring · 4 months

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merrymoonjewelry · 3 months

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Elegant London Bluer Topaz Diamond Ring In Solid White Gold

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varudaiae · 1 month

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thenightcallsme · 1 year

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The Arcana: Julian's Route | Chapter 7

!! THIS STORY IS A DETAILED RETELLING OF THE ARCANA, INCLUDING PAID SCENES IN BOTH PROLOGUE AND JULIAN ROUTE. ALL CHARACTERS EXCEPT THE MC ARE PROPERTY OF THE ARCANA FRANCHISE !!

A/N: This is a reupload from my AO3 cause I want to branch out. Enjoy!!

Summary: In a small shop in Vesuvia lives Vivian Caelum, a student of the magical arts who works as a shopkeeper for her tutor, Asra Alnazar. Her name is not known in the streets as her master's is, nor does she have full control over her magic yet. But one night, there's a knock at her door; Vivian is needed at the palace to help Countess Nadia upon her personal wishes. Soon, what she thinks is a small task is something she would never have expected her magic to be used for: Vivian must find Count Lucio's murderer. Will she be able to track down the infamous murderer and finally put the Countess's years of restlessness to ease? Or will the killer captivate her in ways she can't explain? Is she even running after the right man? Something deeper than she thought is happening within her beloved city, and she's about to understand the vastness of the magical realms.

Pairing: Julian Devorak x Fem!Magician Reader

This Chapter Contains: N/A

Word Count: 3,371

find the rest of the chapters in my masterlist here :)

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"I would apologise for his cruelty," Nadia murmurs, eyes twinkling a little as they leave. "But I say you handled him splendidly."

I make a face. "I can't believe you have the patience for him."

Only Portia, Countess Nadia, and I are left in the lounge. Portia remains by the door where she saw the council out, Nadia standing behind me. I stay seated on the couch, shoulders relaxed and composed posture gone as I sink inelegantly into the plush velvet. While I drew the wine from the couch and my dress to give back to Consul Valerius in spite, a crimson stain still remains.

Lines crease Nadia's forehead as she frowns. "Sometimes I can't believe it, either. But I will admit that I have never seen him put on such a show."

Portia shakes her head. "And that dress was so lovely. A shame there's still a stain."

“It was lovely," I sigh, giving Nadia an apologetic smile.

"Sorry I couldn't save it. It was a lovely gift."

"I'm glad you liked it while it lasted." Her own apologetic smile widens into something brighter. "If you like, I will happily rid you of that dress. Tell me what you would like in place of it, and please, do not be afraid to spare any expense."

Portia stands at the ready as the Countess folds her hands elegantly, waiting for a response. It seems as if Nadia wants me to ask for riches, despite how unnecessary it may be.

"You mean, silk, fur, gold and jewels? Finer than what you have been gracious enough to gift me?" I ask in wonder, enticing from her the joy of giving.

"Of course. I hope you expect no less from me," she teases.

I grin. "Then expenses it will be, my lady."

"Oh, how delightful!" She clasps her hands together with newfound excitement. "It seems you have begun to realise your worth to me. It pleases me, but you must tell me in detail. Silks in what colours? Furs, do you prefer them course or fine? Gold would certainly flatter you, but we both know silver was made for you. I’m envisioning diamonds, some opal, alexandrite, emeralds to match those pretty eyes…”

I listen to her in wonder. I have no idea what the difference in the look and feel course or fine fur could be. Silks, jewellery, the more she must want to discuss. It dizzies me with overwhelming excitement. I've never been spoilt before.

"Portia?" Nadia asks. "Send for an alexandrite from my personal jeweller. It must be set in white gold with a chain to match. Preferably something dainty. If our guest has taken an interest in luxuries, I imagine she will want to choose."

Portia bows her head. "Right away, milady."

"My bathing chambers are near," Nadia continues, extending an arm to mine in offering. "Come. I'm sure you would like a bath."

Golden rays of light dance within the blinding walls of Countess Nadia’s bathing chambers. Women bumble around the deep circular bath set in the middle of the tiled floor, carrying in their hands robes towels, soaps, and trays fruit. Two of the servants fix up a platter of fruits and wine at the waters edge. Another turns the giant gold faucet to let out steaming water. At the head of the bath stands a towering statue set in an alcove in the wall. The woman is depicted mid stride, reaching into a handful of marble flowers in preparation to scatter tham. A few servants mimic her stance, sprinkling real petals across the water.

To the far left, the towering wall has been reduced to grand pillars. A small veranda welcomes the evening air, and beyond that, the skyline of Vesuvia nestles into a haze of purple and orange light. Even from here, the faint buzz of citizens and the awakening of night life is audible. Thick canopies of ivy descend from the overhang.

Nadia bids me to undress behind a white screen, waiting patiently as I fumble with the corset.

"Would you like any help?" When she senses my pause, she gives a peel of sweet, musical laughter. She's only teasing me. "You would enjoy silks, would you not?"

"Oh, yes please."

"And furs? Oh, and what colours schemes? Any preferences?”

As I undo the corset, Nadia asks me question after question, building an idea of my taste for fashion. She's very thorough in her quizzing, making sure not to leave out the smallest details. Some things of her questions I would never have considered when buying clothes, some I have no experience to answer.

One piece of clothing alone would mean the world to me; what she’s already given me is baffling enough. But from the line of questions I know not to expect just one gift. Her ecstatic approach reminds me of a sisterly sort of love, where one dresses the other in her nicest garments. My sister and I used to do such, playing games of pretend where we were entering the world as young woman in search of our other half. This, however, isn’t a game of pretend. It is the Countess who dresses me up, her generosity exceeding any limits, disguising me as another noblewoman.

Her generosity is foreign to me. I’m not used to nice gift, let alone any gifts.

Finally, the corset gives way and I take the dressing robe Nadia slings over the screen. Embroidery of small purple flowers and dark green leaves follow the shape of the collar and sleeves. I slip it on the soft white robe, tying it at my waist and stepping around the screen.

Footsteps echo down the bathroom hall. I've stepped out just in time; Portia appears, emerging through the huge double doors.

"I brought three—" She stops short when she sees me. "Oh, pardon me, I didn't realise we were in dressing robes."

Sharing an amused look with the Countess, Portia presents me with three glittering alexandrites in a small wooden box. I take it gingerly from her hands, inspecting the contents. The polished stones are unlike the last, absorbing and returning the light in different ways. The first one is a square, simple and unassuming. The second has more of a a tear-drop shape with blue undertone, accompanied by a small diamond. Each one is beautiful, and none can compare to the third. Shaped in an oval with a balanced mealy of purple, green and blue, the stone is set in a flowering white-gold pendent encrusted in diamonds.

"This one is beautiful," I breathe, taking it from the velvet lining of the box.

Nadia beams. "Ah, excellent choice. I have a particular fondness for that one. If you shall just turn around, we can see how it suits you."

I comply, pulling my braids and any flyaway hairs to the side as I face away from her. The Countess's delicate fingertips draw waves of shivers as she fastens the chain around my neck. She gently takes my shoulders and spins me around to play with the settlement of the pendant. The dainty chain is comfortably cool against my neck, the pendent nestling just below my collarbone. Nadia stands back, a pleased look in her reddish eyes.

"Lovely!" she quips. "It suits your complexion perfectly.”

Though I know its improper, I can’t help but lean forward and envelop Nadia in a tight embrace. She doesn’t hesitate to return the squeeze I give her.

"Thank you, Nadia," I whisper. "You have been very kind to give me these things."

"Any time, especially for a friend." She leans back, squeezing my forearms. “I will leave you to your bath. Take as long as you wish. Portia?"

Portia snaps to attention. "Yes, milady!"

They move to the hallway, the rest of the servant retreating to offer me some privacy without being a call away. Alone, I drop the robe and undress from my undergarments. Nadia’s presence seems to remain, smelling strongly of jasmine with a penetrating and deeply contemplating gaze. As I slip into the hot waters, I mull over the fact that the Countess of Vesuvia wishes to be my friend.

I must talk to Asra, I think as I sink slowly into the water. The heat is pleasant against my skin. Somehow, even with him however far away, I must find a way. And I've never done it before, but...I have the perfect idea in mind.

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The halls within the Palace have a chilling atmosphere beneath the dead of night. The chill rises gooseflesh across my bare arms and legs as I creep silently across the polished marble in only a black satin slip and the dressing robe Nadia gifted me. The veranda is easy enough to find without the help of servants. Tonight it is vacant, I notice with relief as I descend down the stairs. Not even the faintest whisper of life can be heard within the soft song of swaying trees and crickets.

I take a seat on the edge of the stone fountain beneath the old willow tree. Gazing into the shimmering pool and the reflected image of the moon, I purse my lips hesitantly. Asra taught me this spell many moons ago, but the magic is hard to keep a hold of, and I never got around to actually trying the spell. Like any other, I know the spell off by heart. I just hope that's enough.

Something moving within the drooping willow branches catches my eye. The sight of pale lavender glistening beneath the silvery moon has my head tilted back to get a closer look. When I realise what it is, my eyes widen a fraction, a bewildered smile twitching at the corners of my mouth. There, hanging from a branch with her head turned curiously to the side...

"Faust!"

Faust, Asra's little lavender snake, slithers onto the closest branch and extends her sleek body out to me. She flickers her tongue affectionately against my cheek. I stare at her in wonder. Did Asra not take her? He can't have got back already, can he? I reach my arm out and she coils around it, her scaly skinn amiliar against mine.

She perches up on my shoulder, nuzzling my face with hers. Was she waiting for me? She flickers her tongue at the alexandrite resting against my chest in curiosity, taking an immediate interest in the stone in disregard to the rest of my adorned gifts. Strange.

Watching the water, I lean forward to hover my hand a hair's breadth from the surface. When still and untouched, water seems to solidify into an earthy mirror. Shimmering across the faint ripples is a crystal clear image of my face, the willow tree swaying gently, the stretching expanse of nothingness above, the moon and stars high and proud within. But a magician can use it as more. With a strong enough will, it can act as a window, a looking glass through space and time.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath. In the darkness beyond my eyelids, I imagine Asra. I imagine his glittering eyes, his smokey scent, the way he laughs, how his voice sounds when he teases and then when he scolds me. I paint a picture as detailed as I can before he crumbles into an essence that lays over the pool's surface like fine grains of sand. The etched lines of ink imprinted on my skin start to feel hot and fresh. Opening my eyes, I plunge my hand into the water.

Ripples upset the image of the willow tree and the moon that shimmers on the surface. The faint colours mirrored in the image fade like an ageing painting, warping and blending into something new. Images blur and shift, shapes unfolding from what was there a moment ago. My reflection fades away and...

Disbelief fills me.

Asra's face takes my place. Hands covered in gold rings draw water from wherever I look from. He pours the water over his face and runs fingers through his stark white hair. Can he see me? My heart sinks a fraction. It can't have been that easy, could it? I must have made a mistake. But then his lavender eyes travel to mine, the wariness and deep frown chased away by bewilderment. Droplets fall from his fingertips, sending ripples through his image as it strikes the surface of the body of water he sits before. He blinks, dumbfound at the sight of me.

"...Vivian?" His voice is full of wonder, eyes wide. "Can you hear me?"

I nod, barely able to believe it myself as his voice sounds clearly from the fountain. I've never done this spell before, never seen it done before. And yet I've done it perfectly. He leans towards the water, close enough that I can see minuscule beads of water clinging to his light lashes and hair.

"Incredible. I've only mentioned this spell before, but never taught you. How on earth..." He shakes his head, laughing in delight. A surge of pride swells inside me.

Asra sits cross-legged on a grassy bank beside a pond or lake. At the top of the short hill, the grass grows tall and golden, shimmering beneath the moon. It's nice to know that, however many days worth of travel he is away, we always sit beneath the same sky, watching the same stars shimmer and dance around the silver centrepiece. I see no trees, no buildings, no signs of life, no nothing beyond the horizon of grass. What I do see is his large, furry white mount, the exact creature from those strange dreams, whose beady black eyes peek from behind a curtain of fur like fresh snowfall. It rests its large head on his knee, breathing softly.

"Ah. Looks like Faust found you after all," he notes.

I tilt my head to the side. "You sent her to find me?"

He nods. "I wasn't all that sure about coming here. But after that reading you gave me...I thought I'd trust my intuition."

"I'm glad that she's here," I say with a sigh. Faust looks very proud of herself. Now that I'm over the shock of finding her, I'm beyond relieved to have her near. Asra looks pretty pleased himself. "And I'm glad I could find you, Asra. I need to tell you everything."

He frowns, concerned and confused as he searches my face and the view beyond. "Is that a willow tree above you? There are no trees around the wells and canals in Centre City. ...Where are you? Is everything okay?"

"...Yes, sort of. I'm at the Palace."

And I let it all spill from me like a bursting damn.

I tell him everything, aware of how his frown deepens and something unreadable flickers in his face. I tell him how Nadia found me, how there is to be another Masquerade, how I met with the courtiers and made friends with Portia. ...And then I tell him why I was ever here in the first place. That is what really settles his frown.

Asra is the one person I trust most. He knows every last detail of my origins, my life, my regrets and my dreams. Yet I am careful of the information I let go as I tell my story. One day soon I will let Asra know I have made a mistake. But when I nearly let slip that my tracking spell worked, the words felt suddenly wrong, like my tongue had turned to honey and my mouth had gone numb.

"It didn't work. I've done successful tracking spells before," I say as I come to a close, "but there wasn't a strong enough tie to the Doctor."

The words come forth easily and sound like the truth. I don't think I've ever successfully lied to Asra before. I pray that this will be the first. When he speaks, he does not question my words, which sends a wave of relief that eases the upturned feeling in my stomach. Either he knows and decides against asking or he's too overwhelmed by my story to notice.

"Unbelievable," he murmurs, face falling slightly. "The day that I leave was the day you needed me most. And even then, you didn't really need me at all. I'm glad Faust is with you, at least."

"You look tired," I say softly. Indeed, Asra's expression is sleepy, but content. His secret escapades must have been fulfilling today.

Asra shrugs, gently petting the beasts head, "I don't feel tired. I was just about to get in the water, but you bet me to it."

I roll my eyes at the joke, failing to fight the smile that arises. Faust slides across my lap and licks at Asra's image as he chuckles. He watches with interest as she turns back, sliding up my torso and winding herself loosely around my neck. Her face nuzzles beneath my chin. Playfully, she flicks her tongue against my skin like a ghostly kiss.

"Faust seems to be opening up to you," he observes. Then, he sighs and runs a hand through his hair. "It may be time for me to do the same."

I fold my arms. "It's taken you a few years. I have a feeling you want something in return."

"Ask me anything you want. All that I ask is that you are honest with me, too."

Maybe he did see through the lie.

His gaze is gentle as he looks me over, bringing a sense of calm. But I have a few burning questions. Nadia told me that Asra worked at the palace during the plague cure research, alongside Julian. I wouldn't have thought much if, when I asked how Julian got the key, a wave of unexplainable emotion didn't sing in his eyes.

"Who is Julian to you?"

"Julian?" Asra echoes. Loathing and hatred burn in his narrowed eyes. "Ah, yes, he goes by that name, too. I knew him by another. He was a friend once. Then more. And then something else... Something I had to get away from." He stops for a moment and sighs. "Who is Julian to me...who is he to anyone? Whoever he needs to be, to get what he wants. All I will leave it at is that he's a hack physician with a lot to learn. Until he does, nothing good will come of him. ...Is there something else on your mind?"

I purse my lips for a moment, thinking better of the questions that nearly come forth. Too many about Julian may bring on suspicion, and the only questions I have are about him. Maybe it's best to leave it at that anyway. I'm grateful just to get the smallest look into Asra's past and afraid I won't get a lot all in one go.

"No, not really," I say eventually. "I find it may be better to talk face to face without the spell. Maybe then I'll think of more. Besides, it's getting late."

"It is? Time is strange here." Asra smiles again, his heavy mood gone. "Go rest, Viv. I'll see you again soon. I know you'll find me if you need me."

I see Asra reaching towards me, towards the water. His touch scatters the image and suddenly he's gone.

My mind is a dizzying flurry of thought as Asra's words repeat in my head. Who is Julian to anyone? Whoever he needs to be to get what he wants. He seemed so easygoing and willing to talk when I tracked him down and sat with him in that tavern, when I found him inside my shop. He even seemed empathetic. Caring. But Asra paints him so differently from how I have. Has his playfulness and flirty nature blindsided me without my notice?

If he has, I hate him for doing so. Hate how he's managed to manipulate his way out of eventual arrest just with a lazy smile and empty words. I think I hate Asra a little for not telling me about Julian in the first place, too. I hate how hard this job has proven to be... And worst of all, I hate that I've let it come to this.

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