Anti-OTP: Eilonwy/Johanna
*Eilonwy is sitting outside on this May afternoon, her red-gold hair down about her shoulders, absent-mindedly tossing her golden ball back and forth. She's in somewhat less prickly a mood than is her wont, and in fact would rather like some company, though she would never admit it. The Mansion can be a lonely place, even with all the people who happen to live there.*