Sebastien tried to look apologetic, though he didn't precisely feel it. This was court business, and -- while he respected Emma's mind and thought associating with her was one of Jack's better ideas -- it was not entirely for outside ears.

He squinted at her. Or, more precisely, at a bit of jewelry dangling from a ribbon at her neck inside the blouse.

"You have my ring."

Of course. Jack couldn't wear it. Still, it was a surprise the girl had taken it.