She'd hoped to make a good impression. Hours debating what to bring her husband-to-be. Nothing was right. Nothing felt fitting. Her doubts chewed at her again and again. Her siblings teasing at her worry and dozens of sleepless nights.

But to see him content with his gift and the ready smile he shares, it seemed worth it.

"Only as is fitting for a Prince of Eru." Comes back the answer, as she kept her happy smile in place. "But I have one more. Though it is best to say it comes from my mother, the Queen."

And with another wave of her hand, came the last gift. Not an animal this time - but a heavy wooden chest that is set down in front of them. "She has had a long, happy marriage to my fathers. So to bless us, she has given us this - one for every day she has known happiness, so that we may have twice as much."

The wooden chest that itself was a marvel - carved in a pattern of waves that were set with shimmering in lays - is opened.

To reveal pearls that makes a gasp at the display from those closest. A mix of white and deep grey, in the torch light they ebbed like water as the servant brushind their finger across the surface. A veritable fortune given to ensure the couple would have every security, (and for pride, that no one would say that they were miserly in their alliances, their first daughter would be given away with all dignity of an old family). Their reputation and these gifts would be spoken of wildly. It would see them and their children safe.

"Does this please you, husband?"