The lucky pendant is broken

Yetsune follows Cirdan happily. As they make their way to his palace, he regales her with tales of its wonders, particularly his prized goldfish pond.

"I could give you one, if you'd like," Cirdan offers casually.

Yetsune's face lights up. "Really? You mean it?"

"Of course," he replies, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he watches her joy unfold.

A wide grin spreads across Yetsune's face at the prospect of having a pet. It's a wish she's harboured for years, but one her mother always dismissed, insisting she focus on more "worthwhile" pursuits.

As they walk side by side, Cirdan's gaze falls on the 'lucky pendant' dangling from Yetsune's sash, its tassel swaying gently with each step.

"So, has it brought you any luck yet?" he asks.

Yetsune follows his gaze and gently strokes the tassel, a soft smile gracing her face. "Hmm," she hums, meeting his eyes. "It has, actually."

"Callan?" he guesses.