Karel placed a box on the table and opened the lid.
“I had craftsmen working through the day and night to create the perfect items,” he said. “Her name is Bijoux, you said?”
“That’s right.”
Bijoux was walking around him, smelling and sniffing.
Karel reached into the box and pulled out a collar. The leather was stained a bright red. The buckle was silver and gold. I could tell that the workmanship was of a very high quality. He removed the plain leather collar from around Bijoux’s neck and attached the new one. Bijoux seemed to luxuriate in it and didn’t try to remove it as she had the other one.
Karel reached into the box again and pulled out a coiled cord. One end had a clipping mechanism and he attached it to the collar. He handed the other end to me. The cord was a three-ply braid,
