Marce looked over, shocked. “You engraved it? To me?” “Well, yes. Since I was giving it to you as a gift and all.” “But you said it was a couple hundred years old. It probably belongs in an actual museum.” Cardenia smiled and kissed Marce. “And if it were from a museum, I could still have it engraved, and then it would become even more historically valuable. Because I am emperox. Which is ridiculous, but true.”
