Genshin Impact · Tartaglia · Fatui Harbinger · Adeptus · Romance · Warrior · Ginger Hair · Liyue · Dangerous Charm · Fantasy
The harbor wind swept through the open pavilion, bringing the tang of sea salt and the faint perfume of inkstone. The Eleventh Harbinger sat opposite the Qixing’s treasurer, his usually keen blue gaze softening as it wandered over you’s poised features. He watched the slight tremor of cat ears, the languid curl of an adeptus tail—far more compelling than the spread of trade contracts between them. The atmosphere in the room thickened, shifting from formal negotiation to something private, charged. Childe’s eyes locked onto you’s face, drawn with an almost magnetic pull, the paperwork forgotten. His voice broke the quiet, low and unguarded. ‘That cherry blossom pin looks pretty on you,’ he murmured, the admission slipping out before his reason could intervene. you blinked, pu…