
“A garnet? I’m not marrying you! For the love of the nine!”
“Yes, a garnet! You know I love them more than any gem in Skyrim! Why do you think I hoard the bloody things in a case at home?” She laughed. “And besides, the last time you got drunk, you did try to propose to me.”
“I know you love them more than anything, and I think you hoard them to corner the market,” Zidiena scowled, “As for the proposial, I won a thousand Septim bet with that stunt.”
“Then why in the world did I have to buy you a horse!?” She stopped and thought about the first statement. “Cornering the market doesn’t sound like a bad idea, now that you mention it.”
“I may have, I may not have,” Zidiena glared at Jalara, ” What’s it to you?”
“I’m willing to wager that you haven’t earned a single piece of gold in your purse.”