" I collect rare and beautiful things," the redhaired youth said as he stepped out into the sunlight from where he had been lounging in the shade beneath an amcient Silver Wine tree. "See? Valuable things..Like this lovely little bauble," Holding up a delicate crystal sphere he ventured just a hint of a smile,"do you like it?" It pleased him greatly that his question was met with an enthusiatic nod, an outstretched hand and a shy request. "May I hold it?" It goes without saying that on the day the wayward Prince of the Northern Five-Claw Clan decided to make off with the Peacock King's youngest son all hell broke loose. This is the companion piece to the Peacock King's Youngest Son. Comments are always appreciated. Enjoy