Moira's viewpoint
"Something called the golden jade?" I asked. It was odd how a jade could be golden. It didn't make any sense. Golds weren't supposed to be jade nor jade, gold. But somehow, it was real. I saw the picture of what they were looking for. It was a jade crown somehow in the colour of gold and a big red marquise cut stone inside a bigger and deeper red heart diamond.
I watched the way his body stiffen as his lips parted a little. His head slowly raised, something flashing in his eyes, worry the most. "The what?" He asked with fear.
"That's what he said," I managed to shrug, "but I placed them on lockdown. Right now, they are all trapped down there and I have the names and location of all the elves in your city and neighbouring packs ones."
"Not neighbouring, mine, they are all mine. Nathalie… No, where's Álváró? I have to find him, I have to make sure he is safe," he said with panic.