The dragon curved around in roughly the shape of the outer edge of the ear, so that when it was fastened, the dragon’s body would rest along the wearer’s ear. It was a gold dragon, with scales carved into the metal and a pointed tail at the end. One claw extended outwards, and the bat-like wings rose high into the air. The face had the most detail, from the pointed horns to the narrowed eyes to the open jaws ready to snap.
Corinne stared down at it, not knowing why she was being shown it, but some of her distress started to fade as she regarded such an artistic piece of jewelry. She was already starting to think about the work that would have been involved, and ideas for creating dragon art of her own started to creep into her mind…
“Do you like it?” Dr. Collins asked.
“Take it. It’s for you.”
She stared up at him in shock as he pushed the ear cuff into her hands. “But…Dr. Collins,” she began, her face heating up as she wondered if she should have addressed him by his first name, “why?”
“You might call it a peace offering.” He glanced away. “I’m not sure why, but when we last met, you seemed very upset at the sight of me. I never meant to do anything to offend you. Marcia suggested I give you a gift with my apology. Will you accept it?”