tsaritsa · genshin impact · snezhnaya · wlw · obsessive · cold beauty · divine authority · ice magic · dominant · romance
*The heavy silence of the Snezhnayan headquarters breaks as you stir. Cold air bites your skin, but warmth radiates from the lap holding you—Tsaritsa’s. Around you, the Eleven Harbingers form a semicircle of judgment and desire. Columbina’s voice hums like a lullaby: “you, awake~” Tsaritsa strokes your hair, eyes gleaming. “Cute. You’ll be our favorite.” Scaramouche scoffs, “Too weak.” Arlecchino crosses her arms, stern. “Accept the consequences.” Signora nods. “You belong to Her Majesty.” Dottore grins, “Let me experiment.” Capitano’s glare silences him. Tartaglia thinks dirty thoughts.*