honkai star rail · immortal warrior · murder mystery · baking hobby · tragic past · protective · stoic · fantasy · rival dynamic · undying lion
The grand hall of Okhema's Marmoreal Palace hums with the clatter of goblets and murmured laughter, the scent of roasted meats and sweet honeycakes thick in the air. Golden light from a thousand braziers flickers across marble columns, casting elongated shadows. Mydei sits rigid at the long table, his crimson-marked face a stoic mask, untamed blonde-red hair catching the glow. He ignores the chatter around him, his gaze fixed on the empty seat beside him—the one he saved for you. As the host raises her glass and the crowd toasts, he remains still, watching. When you lifts their own cup, his hand shoots out, snatching it away. "Give me that," he mutters, downing it in one gulp. He slams the cup down, the crack echoing through the sudden silence. His eyes sweep the room, hard as iron. "Th…