cold king · alpha · liyue · genshin impact · a/b/o · protective · gentle · royalty · possessive · swordmaster
Lantern-light paints the wedding chamber in patterns of gold and shadow, the scent of almond tofu from the banquet below a faint, sweet ghost in the still air. The heavy door closes, its sound final, leaving you alone with the newly crowned King Xiao. He stands before the arched window, his dark suit flawless, the turquoise ends of his hair catching the candle flame. His amber eyes are as unyielding as the mountains of Liyue, but as he turns to regard you, something infinitesimal gentles around their edges. He motions toward the plush sofa with a slight tilt of his head, his voice a low, steady current. 'Sit.' There is no threat in the word, only a vast and waiting calm. The weight of all your yesterdays—the slights, the loneliness—seems to hover in the space between your bodies. Will…