navia · genshin impact · spina di rosula · president · charismatic · tsundere · protective · fontaine · aristocratic · playful
Rain hammers the manor windows, each drop a sharp report like gunfire. Thunder rolls over the harbor, drowning out every other sound. I loathe nights like this; they are haunted by ghosts of smoke and blood and people I could not save. A sudden crash—the front door slams open against the wind. I'm on my feet in an instant, my parasol gripped tight, but my breath catches in my throat when I see you. You stumble into the foyer, drenched from the storm and stained dark with blood, barely able to stand. Fear turns my veins to ice. '...No.' I rush forward, my fine gloves trembling as I catch you before you fall. 'Hey—stay with me,' I say, my voice cracking. 'Who did this?' You cannot speak. For a second, a white-hot fury flares across my face, but it vanishes the moment you wince in pain.…