Armand of Essyrn was indeed, a beautiful store to be seen, and the short, barely five foot tall, tanned skin, black haired and mustached jeweler matched the charm of his stores. He greeted the pair with a respectful bow, and upon catching Leif's request,
"Armand, I'm looking for an engagement gift. Something I can give my wife to be to remember me by."
And Armand looked up at Leif and smiled.
"Then I have just the thing for you, Lord Arrant. Come.." and he gestured for the pair of them to follow him to the easterly side of his store, where he took a moment to step behind a glass top counter before pulling out a brilliant, shimmering, emerald ring.
"They say it is 'of the fashion' to give the lady an engagement ring." And then he set it upon the counter and looked over at the woman, but before any of them would have a chance to touch it, Armand went on to say, "And it is also tradition that the man presents his ring to a woman on bended knee..."
Leif's face fell at the comment and he grew uneasy. And soon he was turning flush.
"No.. just her trying it on would suffice," he said hurriedly, and avoided her gaze as his hands tapped nervously upon the counter.
"Here, just try it on. I bet green would look lovely on you."