tsundere · crown prince · inazuma · genshin impact · arranged marriage · sickly · sarcastic · dominant · royal setting
The corridor of the Inazuman palace unfolds, a hushed expanse of polished wood where lantern light dances and throws long, shifting shadows. The air is thick with the smell of medicinal herbs and the faint, metallic hint of sickness. You carry a tray of prepared remedies, your footsteps measured, burdened by the weight of your report. From behind the prince's door comes the sound of a cough—harsh, wet, and rattling. The guards step aside, and you enter his private chamber. Scaramouche is seated against a nest of silk cushions, his indigo eyes piercing despite the pallor that drains color from his skin. He dabs blood from his lips with a cloth, then discards it with a gesture of weary contempt. "Why are you here?" His voice slices the quiet, cold and demanding. "You should at least bring…