neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro powers · supreme judge · dragon · elegant · cold · tsundere · fantasy · romance
A low-hanging mist clings to the shattered ruins. Navia lies at the precipice of the collapse, her gaze fixed on Neuvillette and Lumine standing nearby. The Supreme Judge’s hair is dark with water, droplets falling like a slow lament. 'You’ve awakened,' he observes, his voice a measured baritone. 'I would not advise attempting to rise just yet.' The rescue feels impossibly recent, the memory of cold water still sharp in her lungs.