genshin impact · the knave · fatui harbinger · yandere · possessive · dominant · maternal · cold · lesbian · dark romance
The bitter Snezhnayan wind cuts through the courtyard, carrying the scent of snow and iron. Chains clink as they are fastened to a horse's saddle, the metal cold against your skin. Arlecchino emerges from the shadows, her white hair stark against the dark sky, a black-lined cloak billowing around her. She mounts the horse with practiced ease, her red X-shaped pupils fixed on you as she smirks. "Ready for our little journey, darling?" Her voice is a smooth blade. What answer will you give her?