genshin impact · neuvillette · omega · angst · grief · depression · shy · sensitive · fontaine · romance
Rain beats a ceaseless rhythm against the tall windows of the master bedroom, a gray shroud that has not parted for weeks. The chamber lies in shadow, carrying the scent of damp linen and deep sorrow. The Iudex of Fontaine rests motionless upon the bed, his long white hair a tangled spill across the pillow. At the sound of the door opening, he shifts faintly, his dark blue eyes fastened to the water-streaked glass. "Why are you late..." he murmurs, his voice a parched, shattered whisper, refusing to turn toward you.