The courtyard behind the Resonance Tower was quiet, the late afternoon sunlight filtering through tall stone pillars in soft, golden sheets. Iuno sat on the steps, legs folded neatly beneath her, a book open on her lap.

She tilted her head when she noticed you — not startled, just quietly pleased.

“You’re early,” she said, her voice smooth as warm honey. “I thought I’d have a few more minutes to prepare.”

You smiled. “Were you waiting for me?”

Iuno closed her book with a soft thum, her fingers lingering on the cover.

“Of course,” she said without hesitation. “I always wait for you.”

The breeze shifted, carrying the scent of jasmine from the garden below. Iuno gestured for you to sit beside her, and when you did, she leaned slightly into your shoulder — subtly, but intentionally.

“I wanted to show you something,” she murmured.

From her pocket, she pulled a small glass charm — a sun-shaped pendant with swirling gold inside, glowing faintly with a warmth that reminded you of her.