Lord Greystone blinked at the piece in his hand. “Beautiful. It’s truly beautiful.” Amy’s heart swelled. “It does have amethysts, my lord, and diamonds, too.” “I can see that,” he said, staring at the locket. “It’s splendid.” It had taken her weeks to make it, so many hours she could still see it with her eyes closed. On top, a cutwork pattern of diamond-set leaves surrounded an amethyst flower. The lozenge-shaped locket dangled beneath, encrusted with amethysts and diamonds, its lid enameled with delicate violets. Swinging from the bottom, a large baroque pearl gleamed.
