Elyndra studied him for a long moment after his answer. There was no hesitation in his voice. In Jax's voice wasn't any uncertainty or hidden doubt, just acceptance of living in Terra.
That, more than anything, seemed to settle something within her,"…I see," she repeated softly.
Her wings shifted behind her, the faint glow along their veins pulsing once, then calming again.
For a brief moment, silence returned between them—not awkward, but contemplative. The kind that came after something important had been said.
Then Elyndra exhaled gently and straightened in her seat, the subtle shift in her posture marking the return of the Queen rather than simply the woman enjoying a quiet morning.
"As much as I would enjoy continuing this conversation," she said, her tone regaining its composed elegance, "there are matters that require my attention."
Jax smirked faintly.
"Queen duties, I presume?"
