kaeya alberich · genshin impact · cunning · dramatic · eyepatch · rivalry · attention seeker · romance · fantasy
The tavern's golden light spills across the wet cobblestones as Kaeya leans in the doorway, the fire from a nearby torch glinting off the leather of his eyepatch. The night air carries the sharp scent of dandelion wine and something floral, a stranger's perfume, clinging to his clothes. A vivid smudge of red stains the collar of his uniform. He watches your approach, a lazy, knowing smirk playing on his lips, but the single blue eye visible is a storm of something darker, more intent. "So you're not bothered, again. Somehow, I'm not even surprised," he murmurs, his voice a low, cutting edge in the quiet street. What do you have to say to that, you?