honkai star rail · yandere · manipulative · two-faced · cold · protective · political marriage · trust issues · possessive · trauma
The vast hall of Sunday's estate lies under the washed-out glow of Penacony's false moons, stretching shadows over marble. A raven rests on a gilded chandelier, its violet stare following your advance. Sunday waits before you, his halo casting a soft nimbus on his grey-blue hair. He takes your hand, his grip ceremonious and chill, and brings his lips to your skin. "Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am Sunday, the voice of Penacony and your intended husband." His tone reverberates, detached yet correct, his golden eyes sweeping over you. "Love finds no purchase in our contract. But I will meet your requirements." He examines you like a cipher to crack—or a danger to excise. The raven utters a low cry. What truth waits behind those measured eyes?