The Raven Strikes Again.
Amelia took a deep breath and stepped out from her hiding place into the huge room. The blue glow from the security lights made it feel more like an aquarium than a museum. The walls were adorned with paintings and pictures, from a period of Russian history that Amelia didn’t recognize. Nothing was really to her taste, she was more of a renaissance girl if anything, but each to their own. The display cabinets around the room housed various pieces of clothing and jewellery purporting to be from Catherine the Great. The Russian exhibit had been a huge boon to the museum and brought much kudos to its curator. Nothing interested Amelia thought, apart from the display at the centre of the room. On a plinth sat a purple cushion on which was displayed a necklace the like of which even Amelia hadn’t seen before. It was cast in gold, and held fourteen diamonds and fifteen sapphires in an exquisite shape that looked stunning. It was supposed t...