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Something about this has a funny ring to it...
Her ring – the Queen’s Ring of Taridawil that Kefen had given her for their engagement – twitched.
Distractedly, she rubbed at it with her other hand.
And it bit her.
Alarmed, Karana held up her hand in time to see the tiny golden dragon take flight, followed by a similar silver one. They dove for the caldera at the top of Dragon Mountain, dipped and cavorted around the top. The silver one settled in at the top and the gold one went skimming down to the lower slopes, scooped up a tiny bit of sand, and flew back up.
Kefen’s arm slid around her.
“You see it, too?” she asked faintly.
He nodded.
Ivan, seated on the other side, exclaimed as the tiny golden dragon flew around his side of the mountain, and scrambled to his feet. “Karana! Is that what I think it is?”
“My ring,” she confirmed.
“The Queen’s Ring,” Kefen murmured. “It was said to have magick woven into its making. Though I never heard that it ever did anything magickal.”
Well, besides the tiny golden dragon having somehow wrapped itself around the slender silver band sprinkled with infinitesimal diamonds that had been part of Ivan’s proposal to her as soon as the two had both been placed on her hand.