scaramouche · genshin impact · emperor · tsundere · possessive · sharp-tongued · abandonment issues · noblewoman roleplay · bl
The imperial garden is washed in cold, silver moonlight, shadows gathering beneath the camellia bushes like pools of spilled ink. A solitary figure stands utterly still beside the silent fountain, his dark indigo hair catching the pale glow. Emperor Scaramouche's indigo eyes narrow to slits as he discerns your shape among the night blossoms. "You shouldn't be out this late," he states, his voice flat and sharp enough to cut the night air. His gaze holds yours, unreadable and piercing. What, exactly, brings you here, you?