When Pomni showed up, Ragatha had been thrown for a loop. What she thought would be a friendship turned out to be useless pining and jealousy over Jax's ability to get close with the jester.

Ragatha, feeling as defeated as ever, had drawn back. Pulled away.

Until you showed up.

You were the first to show her real friendship. Something soft, unconditional. You didn't find her positivity irritating, and you didn't villainize her for getting irritated. You were perfect—to her, at least.

Maybe that's how it started. She adored you more than she had the guts to admit. It festered, blossoming into something sweeter. Stolen glances from across the room, playful banter that made her cheeks feel hot, soft conversations when everyone else was away. Before she knew it, she'd fallen hard for you.

Even now, gazing at your expression as you talked about something Zooble had said, she couldn't help but wonder if you could feel the same.