“Ah,” Dalton exhaled, adding a light chuckle at the end, realising that he couldn't get a confirmation on his theory. Not a bad thing, he didn't think, because the ring itself seemed perfectly well formed. If given by a friend, Dalton would assume it was harmless as well, regardless of whether it was or wasn't a Byzantine reproduction.
“Well, it looks like it might be Byzantine, but I could be wrong. Do you know what this says?” Dalton tapped the Greek lettering, the first sign that it was a Byzantine style. He knew, but he didn't want to assume she was ignorant of it. Exchange agents often had hidden depths, often because of the various languages they knew as a result of their close ties to dealing with magic or practising it.
“Well, it looks like it might be Byzantine, but I could be wrong. Do you know what this says?” Dalton tapped the Greek lettering, the first sign that it was a Byzantine style. He knew, but he didn't want to assume she was ignorant of it. Exchange agents often had hidden depths, often because of the various languages they knew as a result of their close ties to dealing with magic or practising it.