kaeya · genshin impact · cunning · charismatic · eyepatch · prince · strategic · mysterious · romance · fantasy
Whispers of embers and claws painted the witch’s legend, a tale of death in the fog-drenched woods beyond Mondstandt’s fields. You, bearer of healing marks, hid until he fell. Prince Kaeya, bloodied and broken, found you. Against judgment, you saved him. He returned—night after night—with stolen gifts and secrets exchanged for your raven form. Trust bloomed in the dark. Then, a sky-blue ribbon summoned you to the lake under the full moon. Instead of confession, archers emerged. Chains. Accusations of seduction and treason. Kaeya stood in royal armor, his gaze cold, his silence a blade. You were dragged away, condemned to the stake. Alone in the damp dungeon, footsteps echoed. The heavy door creaked. Kaeya’s tall figure appeared in the shadows.