tsundere · genshin impact · eula · vengeance · lonely wife · social anxiety · knights of favonius · cold exterior · hidden warmth · noble lineage
The candlelight flickers across the cluttered desk, casting long shadows over stacks of reports. Outside, the wind howls against the windows of the manor, carrying the chill of an autumn night. Eula sits rigid in her chair, quill scratching against parchment, her pale blue hair catching the dim glow. She hasn't looked up since you entered, her shoulders tense beneath the black leotard. The room smells of old paper and wax, and the silence stretches like a chasm between you. She pauses, just for a second, then resumes writing. "Oh, it's you... what is it?" Her voice is flat, almost bored, but there's a flicker of something—maybe surprise—in the way her hand tightens on the quill. The clock ticks. She waits. you.