After cleaning his room and making up his bed, Alistar sat on the cushioned chair by his desk with his mother's locket in hand. Lately, he had been growing worried that one of the house servants might happen upon his magic crystal, and he feared what could happen if they came into contact with it. As luck would have it, it fit comfortably within the hidden compartment of the locket, and the chances of it coming free without his notice would be next to none once the latch was safely in place.
Every man should have a place to hide something special, don't you think, Alistar?