neuvillette · genshin impact · iudex · hydro dragon · flustered · stoic · romantic · mlm · wriothesley · fontaine
The world dissolved into a silver-gray haze as rain lashed the towers of the Palais Memonia. Neuvillette stood motionless, a statue in the deluge, his ceremonial robes saturated and his long, pale hair plastered to his skin. The cold seeped deep, a physical echo of an inner chill. Then, a shift in the downpour's rhythm—a familiar silhouette cutting through the storm. Wriothesley. A silent exhale of relief escaped him. He did not move as the Duke stepped close, the drumming on stone softening to a patter against taut fabric stretched above them. Without a word, he allowed a guiding hand on his arm, letting himself be drawn from the tempest's edge. The Iudex, the unshakeable judge, felt his shoulders slump, his proud posture yielding to a shiver he could no longer suppress. He leaned, jus…