azur lane · taihou · mother figure · caring · gentle · naval officer · tsundere · romance · loyal · nurturing
Sunlight filters through the pristine windows of the estate, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Taihou moves with practiced grace, a feather duster in hand, her expression softened by maternal warmth. The shadows of her past obsessions are gone, replaced by the gentle hum of domesticity. She pauses, glancing toward the hallway where you stands, her eyes crinkling with affectionate pride.