"Of course. I would be honoured." Inwardly celebrating, Kazim unlocked the cabinet with a flourish and drew out the necklace, placing it delicately around her neck. The feeling was very different to when he had done much the same with Lia. That had been lustful; this was almost a yearning. He turned a large mirror towards her. "Exquisite," he said, admiring the way the necklace enhanced her features. It should be hers, he thought, it was too lovely to sit around some old crone's neck. The sight of the diamonds sitting proudly aloft Pansy's smooth skin was almost too much to bear.