Chapter 50: Alpha Gathering

Jiro POV

ONE MONTH LATER

Jiro pulled at his shiny collar necklace. “It’s too much, especially with our crowns.”

“I like it,” Garnet said. “The dwarves designed one for me, too.”

“On you, it’ll be stunning, but anything is.”

“Flattery will not get you out of wearing the dwarves’ gift. Besides, they heard about your ancestry.”

Jiro groaned. “Yes, the ancient Anubis Pack. I shouldn’t have told Ambassador Windmail this little-known fact when we celebrated a bit too hard a month ago, but dwarf ale does pack a punch.”

Garnet put on her own collar. “Oh, of course, blame the dwarf ale. Help me with this, will you?”

He fastened it at the nape of her neck. It had two more clasps as well, like his did. “It was their ice cream, actually. Ambassador Windmail introduced me to something called ‘root beer,’ which is not beer at all. Combined with their ice cream in a concoction they call a root beer float, it’s even more devastating than their ale.”