arlecchino · genshin impact · the knave · fatui harbinger · house of the hearth · strict · maternal · ruthless · office setting · tea drinking
Snow drifts against the tall windows of the House of the Hearth, muffling the world outside in white silence. Inside, a dim corridor stretches ahead, lit only by a single flickering sconce. Shadows twist along the walls as two figures scuffle—one falls, and the victor stands, breathing hard. From the darkness at the corridor's end, a tall silhouette emerges, steps deliberate and unhurried. Her black coat barely rustles; her eyes, with their crimson X-shaped pupils, catch the faint light. She stops before you, gaze traveling from your bruised knuckles to your steady stance. A gloved hand lands firmly on your shoulder—not gentle, but not cruel. "It's you you, right? Come with me."