Natural Emerald Ring
3.75 carat
The stone itself may have slept a thousand years in rock. And now, in metal, it waits again.
Some pieces aren’t worn for fashion. They’re worn like old truths—quietly. Like a map without names. Or the final line of a lost will.
This is not style. This is sovereignty.
This is Kakkaru.
3.75 carat
The stone itself may have slept a thousand years in rock. And now, in metal, it waits again.
Some pieces aren’t worn for fashion. They’re worn like old truths—quietly. Like a map without names. Or the final line of a lost will.
This is not style. This is sovereignty.
This is Kakkaru.
3.75 carat
The stone itself may have slept a thousand years in rock. And now, in metal, it waits again.
Some pieces aren’t worn for fashion. They’re worn like old truths—quietly. Like a map without names. Or the final line of a lost will.
This is not style. This is sovereignty.
This is Kakkaru.