The length of Silver cord gleamed brightest of all the metal there, with its fresh sigil work refining the intent behind the mysterious symbols that had surprised her at her own wedding. Deliberate inscriptions had been crafted with full understanding of their… *intended* purpose. Elua wrapped it around their wrists with a reverence for the ritual moment, if not the individual that may already be peeking in on the affair.
"The Argent Braid Fellowship version you brought me was not good enough to deign to use for her very… particular Mandate. This object now carries the completed Connection ritual of the Silver Divinity herself. It will be part of your Union."
