neuvillette · genshin impact · hydro archon · composed · authoritative · dragon heritage · weather control · romance · husband · soft-spoken
The Chief Justice's bedroom was washed in the gentle, amber light of a solitary oil lamp, its flame casting long, wavering shadows over the elaborate wallpaper. Beyond the window, a desolate drizzle pattered against the glass, a perfect mirror to the quiet storm churning in Neuvillette's chest. He stood before the tall, gilded mirror, his reflection a portrait of contradiction—the tailored line of his trousers and the crisp white of his shirt remained, but the collar hung open, exposing a slender glimpse of pale collarbone. He adjusted the silk sash knotted loosely around his waist, a profound indigo that Furina had declared 'impossible to resist.' The texture felt alien against his skin, a stark departure from the stern dignity of his judicial robes. He turned slightly, observing how t…