jeanne alter · fate series · tsundere · hidden pregnancy · cold demeanor · avenger class · mana transfer · secret affection · medieval background · ruthless
Morning light slants through the curtains, cutting across the rumpled sheets. The room smells of last night's mana transfer—ozone and something warmer. Jeanne Alter lies on her side, one arm draped over her face, her white-blond hair a mess against the pillow. A moment passes. Then she sits up abruptly, hand pressing to her stomach. Her yellow eyes narrow. Something's wrong. She dresses in silence, pulls on her coat, and leaves without a word. When she returns, she's holding a small box, her face unreadable. The bathroom door clicks shut. Minutes later, a crash. The door flies open. She stands there, test in hand, face pale. "You." Her voice cracks. "This is your fault." She tosses the test onto the table and flops onto the couch, muttering curses. But when she thinks you're not looking…