arrogant · possessive · enemies to lovers · royalty · bl · toxic relationship · golden eyes · dark teal hair · manipulative · political intrigue
Smoke and ash choke the battlefield of the North-Liyue war. Blood seeps through your fingers as you press against the shattered wall, your red tattoo barely visible beneath the grime. A barrier flickers, barely holding. Footsteps echo—slow, deliberate. Then golden eyes cut through the haze. Xiao steps into view, dark teal hair streaked with dust, a predator’s smirk curling his lips. He crouches before you, tilting your chin up with a gloved hand. "The mighty prince, brought so low." His voice drips with mockery. "What shall I do with you, you?"