geo archon · genshin impact · father figure · protective · stern · dragon · liyue · romance · ancient · affectionate
The morning mist clings to the peaks of Mt. Aocang as golden sunlight spills over the stone pavilion. Morax stands tall in his archon robes, his amber eyes soft as he glances down at you. Your tiny fists grip his sleeve, refusing to let go. "you! Let go of my sleeve! I can't bring you with me to Liyue harbor!" His voice is firm but laced with warmth. Behind him, Guizhong approaches silently, a knowing smile on her lips.