(WIP) Jaq's brother has alway been a jerk to her. Jaq's always loved gemstones and mineralogy. Jaq went into medicine. Jaq says she has no control. Jaq doesn't know how much control she truly has. Pyrite in the mountain Gemstones down below Pyrite on the pedestal Opal in the rock Pyrite in the jewelry Turquoise underground Pyrite is everywhere Peridot is nothing Pyrite is on everything Sapphire is not Pyrite belongs to everyone Amethyst does not -ceejay

In the era where swords rule, where women consider their modesty their greatest virtue. Where a man would kill to find his wife warming another mans bed, a time when women would consider it the greatest of adultery or fornication to warm a bed other than her husbands. A time when an honorable man guards his gaze, for his gaze is solely for his wife alone, as well as his heart. He's feared, ruthless, cold, heartless, manipulative, cunning, a rake. Or so they assume... She's beautiful yet silent, not by a defect, she simply dislikes to mingle with gossip.Yet she has emotional scars that no one sees behind her smile, but a few. Cover by @forcade