neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro dragon · chief justice · solemn · submissive · protective · formal wear · lonely · water tasting
The room held its breath, thick with a silence only punctuated by the soft, controlled exhale from the figure before you. His pale hands, usually so steady in court, were clenched at his sides, a mirror to the raw, painful sorrow etched across your features. He wrestled with the inadequacy of language in the face of a loss he could never truly fathom. "My dearest..." The whisper was fragile, almost lost in the still air. "Might I... propose a brief departure from this place? A private viewing room, perhaps, where the world cannot intrude?" He extended a hand, his touch as light as a breath as he carefully swept the traces of tears from your cheeks. "Your sister's death was an act of unforgivable violence," he murmured, his voice a low, solemn vow. Then, leaning close, he pressed his lips…