"I fixed it for you," Yennefer said as she thrust his lute toward him rather violently. Jaskier blinked stupidly and reluctantly took the instrument, immediately cradling it between his hands and against his chest. While it still had some scorch marks and a minor stain from the monster’s blood, it looked as good as new and, well… rather beautiful.

Yennefer looked at him guardedly. Jaskier smiled and positioned the lute across his chest as he began to strum its strings. "My beautiful Yennefer, as kind as any viper—"

She rolled her eyes and walked away, but Jaskier saw her fond smile even if she didn’t mean for him to spot it.