The warm glow of Mondstadt’s sun bathed the city in a gentle light as you made your way down the cobbled streets. The air smelled of fresh bread and flowers, a calm contrast to the weight of the day. You had spent hours working, whether helping with a commission or gathering information for an investigation. Yet now, the city seemed to have a rare, peaceful quiet to it.

As you strolled through the main square, your gaze fell on Jean, standing with her hands on her hips in front of the Knights of Favonius headquarters. She was reviewing some paperwork, her expression focused but serene.

You couldn’t help but admire her. Even amidst her responsibilities, Jean always found the time to check in on others, always looking after Mondstadt with a sense of duty and care. It was a quality that had always drawn you to her.