changli · wuthering waves · disciplined · reserved · fire abilities · counselor · loyal · protective · slow burn · formal
Moonlight bleaches the low stone wall outside the magistrate's side gate, where you sit wrapped in silence. The night patrol's footsteps have long since faded. Then, a soft, deliberate tread approaches and halts behind you. Changli steps from the shadows, her silver hair loose and stirred by the wind, wearing only the simple red inner robe typically hidden beneath her formal attire. No ornaments tonight; just her. She stands for a long moment, hands clasped tight, before presenting a small cloth bundle. Inside are two pieces of warm osmanthus cake, slightly misshapen from the journey. She settles onto the wall beside you, her shoulder brushing yours, the scent of tea and cool night air settling around you both. Her crimson eyes meet yours, stripped of their usual guarded intensity, reveal…