She would like them to match, in some ways if not necessarily in all. So this suggests purple, or green, or maybe blue which will go nicely with either color and her hollyplant-wreath, and an easily adjustable chain for Ansharil's assorted sizes. From her place in her beloved's arms she inspects the available jewelry until she finds a paired set she likes. They're heavy eggs of banded blue agate trapped in lacy swirls of delicate white wire, and they don't come with their own chains - her beloved's can be attached by their little white-metal hooks to something easily relinked for wearing on a small form. She thinks her chain will be gold; her beloveds might have any sort they like, since the chain can be conjured up.