Queen Sapphire Novels & Stories

Gary instructed his household helper. Gideon said, "Sapphire tea is renowned across the globe. The tea shrub only produces 49 pounds of tea in a year, and most of them are sent into the palace. It's a specialty of the royalty and incredibly rare on the market." Chuckling, Gary replied, "You're knowledgeable, Mr. Snow. Yes, sapphire tea is priceless. My father obtained three pounds of it by chance when he was alive, and I've been storing it to this day."

That was a very beautiful pair of ruby ​​earrings. “Royal ruby, the twins of Queen Victoria's. Directly derived from the South African Cullinan mines . Wrapped in 77 diamonds totaling 3.9 carats each. Was used by Queen Zarith in her inauguration in 1969," the man explained. Raveem paid close attention, a design that was simple but so luxurious and classy. No wonder that it was referred to as the twins of Queen Victoria's. Moreover, the place used to mine stone wasn't an ordinary place.

“Sapphire is rare, and Windsburn is rich in it. But the king must have been intimidated by how powerful and threatening the magic could be so he opted not to do anything about it.” Carefully, I took out the ornate sapphire bracelet I had found in the river out of my pocket, holding it in my hands for a moment. Sapphire craft was rare enough even in Hescor; it exclusively belonged to those in the royal family unless the royals chose to grant one to someone. It was a rare enough commodity that I knew this had to have been gifted to someone important or belonged to someone royal. “Who do you think this belongs to?” I asked. “Can I see it up close?” Leila asked.

Her eyes are fluttering shut again and there’s blood on her mouth. The woman who looked familiar… “I knew her, didn’t I?” “Obviously. You two got on so well, Quade used to get jealous.” Why don’t I remember any of this? It hurts and angers me at the same time. “So then, why does he want this sapphire so much?” I ask quietly. “Sapphire’s taken from someone still hold great power, but here’s a fun fact,” she whispers, and I lean closer to hear her properly. “That sapphire I’ve taken, it was cut out of the dying body of your fated mate.”

It's tradition. It's an elaborate victorian crown with emeralds and crystals incrested all over. Across the front are green gems resembling ivy with a prominent giant pear-cut emerald in the middle. The points are all differently shaped emeralds with crystals. It's a beautiful, perfect blend of Silver Moon and me. Our colors combined. "I...I love it!" A single tear drops down my cheek before she comes rushing over, dabbing it off. "Don't cry, sweet girl. So happy you love it. Now let's put it on and show my son why it's such a good thing he came to his senses yesterday."

Harriet looked at Alan with curiosity, her voice filled with excitement that was hard to conceal. "Alan, can I open it and take a look?" Seeing Alan nod with a smile, Harriet couldn't contain her curiosity and immediately reached out to open the gift box in front of her. Inside the gift box lay a sapphire crown. The sapphire crown was made of flawless blue sapphires, a symbol of timeless elegance and regal beauty. The blue sapphires exuded a luminosity that danced with every movement. Seeing this sapphire crown, Harriet couldn't help but pick it up and gently caress it in her hand.

As soon as my emotions were already stable, I then saw him taking out something from the jewelry box. It was shining with little but bright blue sapphire stones like his oceanic blue eyes, with a spherical pendant that has a lustrous black pearl at the center that has a captivating natural beauty capturing the attention of all who encounters it. There is no denying that after seeing it for myself the first time--since I have not seen that from the boxes before--the warm brilliance of that jewelry is almost mystical in its allure.

It was different from all other diamonds. "That one is a Quartz. It has its own story and it's the only one which looks like this. It has been in the family since the king was born." There was a little smile on his face as he said. "Can I touch it?" She looked at him with puppy eyes. "No my lady, you can't." "Why?" "No one has ever touched it before, except for the king." Philip remarked. Uncle Phil, you're going in circles. Why can't I touch it?" She raised her eyebrows.

After all, Kashmir sapphires from India were among the rarest and most valuable gemstones in the world, with some selling for well over a million dollars per carat. And the necklace in front of them was obviously top-tier quality—the kind of piece that couldn’t always be bought even with money. As the crowd remained stunned, Mason cleared his throat lightly before continuing. “This sapphire necklace weighs exactly 15.99 carats.” He smiled politely. “Young Master Morgan hopes Miss Lawson likes it.”

It was written by Harry Winston. "I don't think I'm going to like what I see," I say under my breath, and Gabriel laughs. He opens the box. Holy cow!!! It's a set necklace, earrings, and bracelet. Adorned with small diamonds, and in the middle is a big marquise-cut blue sapphire. Every design is almost the same. So 4 big blue sapphires in total. The one in the necklace is the biggest. It's almost absurd!