Celine
Seeing Jonathan so at ease is a rare and unexpected sight. His usual guarded demeanor, rigid and poised, has melted away. Instead, he sits before me smiling, shoulders relaxed, his laughter soft but genuine. It transforms him. For the first time, he feels less like the dutiful fae guard and more like… Jonathan. A person with depth, humor, and lightness.
It’s strange, almost startling, to witness this version of him. I’ve only ever known him as tense and vigilant, always scanning his surroundings, his body taut with the weight of responsibility. But this? This feels new, unburdened, and it’s beautiful to see. As he continues talking with Luperca, their conversation light and fluid, I feel my bond with him subtly shifting. Strengthening. Maybe this is what I needed all along—to see
