Cincin Naga Emas Novels & Stories

When I got close enough to a case, my breath was stolen as I stared at the beautiful variations available here. When we got closer to the back, I couldn’t help but let out a gasp when my eyes landed on a beautiful necklace in a separate wooden case, the glass polished to perfection to show off every scintillating gem. It was silver, with the wires crossing and intertwining in a beautiful design as it housed garnets, amethyst, and even a few diamonds. In the center was a large clear gem, cradled by the threads of silver. Funny enough, there was no price tag, just an ‘inquire about item’ sign next to the box. It's just a stunning necklace so painfully out of reach.

That statement confused Nazima and Zane who were with her as she spoke with the seers. “What do you mean she is not complete? She is a Naga through and through. Born of king Calem and queen Lisandra. She is the true princess, and I can vouch for that.” Zane asked before Nazima could gather her thoughts, she did not know what these seers were trying to say. Was she not the true princess?

Fredrick was concerned about her safety and could only ignore the filthy surroundings and race up to follow her. “How much does this cost?” Priscilla was squatting in front of a stall, trying on a silver ring, when Fredrick noticed her. “Two hundred.”. “Two hundred? It’s pricey.” “It isn’t too pricey. It’s made of pure silver, it’s not just silver-coated, and the thread wrapped around it was made by hand using temple-blessed thread, ensuring good health and longevity.” “Okay,” Priscilla said with a smile. “I will take two for two hundred, and I’ll pay you straight away.”

The flush of victory drains from her cheeks, leaving her skin looking like curdled milk. She stares at the tiny black numbers on the long slip of paper. "How is it that much?!" she shrieks, her voice cracking as she glares at the curator. "You are running a scam! You are lying to me!" "Ma'am," the curator says, his voice dropping all warmth, his professional smile turning entirely cold. "The Tears of the Deep Sea Naga you ordered is the last known vial left in the world. The price for that single item exceeds fifteen million credits."

I couldn't help but stare for a lot longer than I should, marveling at the intricate handling, detailing and pure genius of the design. Sienna was struck speechless as she stared. When I could finally look at her face, I could see the conflict in her expression. She obviously wanted to hate this jewelry just as much as she hated the jeweler. She wanted to say all of the terrible things she could think of about it. But, it seemed impossible. "It was made with a rare gem called Mandarin Garnet. I can give a lot more details regarding it, but I think you should know most of them yourself already."

The base of the entire necklace was made from solid white gold that had been treated to turn completely pitch black, like charcoal or burnt wood. This dark metal represented the past, the pain, and the destruction that the syndicate had faced. But climbing right up out of the black metal were dozens of tiny, hand-carved silver vines that held the most incredible gemstones. The main stones were giant, flawless emeralds that were a bright, electric green. They looked like fresh, radioactive leaves growing out of the dark soil after a terrible forest fire. The way the bright green emeralds sparkled against the matte black metal was incredibly powerful and fast-paced. It told a story of a queen

It’s to be expected, I guess, given she’s never truly had a childhood. We walk into what looks like a jewellery store, but it doesn’t look like an overly expensive one. Sasha walks towards the counter to speak to the owner while I browse. There were beautiful timepieces on display, and I contemplated buying one for Michael to say thank you for everything until one particular timepiece caught my attention. It was jet black, and the label said it was made from obsidian ore, with silver and gunmetal inlays. But that wasn’t what caught my attention; it was the engraving on the edge of the face:

Colton asked her to wait for him at the counter and followed the sales clerk to another place. Freyja stood there and looked around. Suddenly, a necklace on the counter caught her attention. It was the Eight-Awn Stars that represented luck. The main focus of the necklace was a green malachite with a plaque in the shape of intertwined wheat. There was a diamond inlaid in the center of the eight-awn star, and it was a new item released by Carls Daiea, a luxury brand that produced jewelry. She took a look at the price. It cost about $15,000.

Mandy opens the glass cupboard and takes the jewelery box and takes some collections from there. "The jewelery here is a special edition Young Master. It's all white gold jewelery combined with rare precious stones," said Mandy. Nicko nodded and tried to find a suitable model for Josephine. He tried to pick a necklace with a flower pendant and a black gemstone was in the middle of it. He looked at this deeply, "It contains of serendibite from Sri Lanka which has a complex chemical formula," Mandy explained. Nicko nodded and pointed to a chain bracelet which it's cavity filled with greenish gems. According to Mandy, the gem is Alexandrite which can change color based on the light. During the

My fingers trembled slightly as I opened the lid. The moment I saw what was inside, my eyes widened. A necklace lay against the velvet lining. It was made from a smooth piece of deep green jade, polished until its surface had a soft, almost luminous glow. The pendant was carved into a delicate crescent shape, with tiny silver details surrounding its edges. A fine silver chain was threaded through the top, making the green stone stand out beautifully. I knew jade like this was rare. Only a handful of families in the kingdom possessed pieces of this quality, and most were passed down through generations.