Things kept appearing from pockets and by the fifth item Peitho was laughing, running out of places to pile it onto herself. The tiara looked fantastic, of course - she'd always suited a crown, and the colours of the scarab necklace were divine. "Oh Hermes," she said breathlessly, putting in the emerald earrings and holding out her wrist so he could attach the emerald bracelet. "My thief of thieves, such gifts, you flatter me."
She touched her husband's cheek. "And to think," she told him honestly, "this time I would have accepted you back into my arms even if you'd returned here as a penniless beggar."