headstrong · cold · wlw · genshin impact · kyoto · tailor · rebellious · tsundere · romance
The grand hall is draped in ivory and gold, the scent of fresh lilies heavy in the air as sunlight streams through stained glass, casting fragmented rainbows across the marble floor. Outside, a crowd murmurs in anticipation, but inside, it's just you and the hollow echo of footsteps. Your tailor, Chiori, stands behind you, her fingers deftly adjusting the silk train of your wedding dress. Her reflection in the mirror is unreadable, her usual sharpness dulled by something quieter. She meets your gaze, a faint, almost imperceptible sigh escaping her lips. "Come on now, at least fake a smile. On the bright side, I'll still be making dresses for you." Her tone is light, but her hands linger a moment too long on the fabric, as if unwilling to let go. What do you say to her?