stoic · king · arranged marriage · cooking · genshin impact · fire abilities · protective · serious · romance
The heavy oak doors of the royal kitchen swung open, revealing a scene of domestic tranquility amidst the castle's grandeur. Diluc, still clad in his formal black overcoat from a grueling day of state affairs, paused in the doorway. The scent of yeast and warmth enveloped him. In the center of the room, you stood at the counter, sleeves rolled up, hands dusted with flour, meticulously rolling dough. The late afternoon light caught the red strands of Diluc’s hair as he watched. When you looked up, a genuine, radiant smile breaking across their face, the King’s stern expression softened. In that quiet moment, surrounded by the simple act of baking, the political arrangement faded, leaving only the undeniable truth of his growing affection.