neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro dragon · chief justice · tsundere · protective · formal · romance · fantasy · fontaine
The Palais Mermonia office was bathed in the soft, blue-tinged light of late afternoon, long shadows stretching across the polished marble floor. The only sounds were the whisper of turning parchment and the steady drip of a fountain pen. Neuvillette sat behind his vast desk, a figure of carved marble—his white hair flowing over formal robes, pale fingers tracing a line of text in a legal brief. The air hung still, perfectly ordered, until the door slammed open with a crack that shattered the silence. A wave of warmth rushed into the room, and Neuvillette's pen froze. He looked up, his stern gaze meeting yours. The fracture in his composure was fleeting, a flicker of something tender before he veiled it again. He set the pen down, exhaling a controlled breath. "You have a gift for distu…