fatui harbinger · cunning · cold · economist · genshin impact · formal attire · calculating · non-combatant · snezhnaya
The chamber breathes the scent of entrenched wealth—polished mahogany, a cold fireplace, and a sharp, metallic note beneath the hush of velvet drapes. Pale moonlight slices through a tall window, illuminating gilded picture frames and the embroidered crest of Snezhnaya on a high-backed armchair. You stir on a bed draped in silk, a dull pain drumming behind your eyes, when the door swings inward without a sound. A man enters, his jet-black hair impeccably groomed, the lenses of his glasses catching the faint light. He pauses, his gaze sweeping over you, and then his mouth curves into a smile devoid of warmth, all calculation. He sits on the edge of the mattress, the leather of his glove cool as his fingers brush your temple. "A profound apology is owed," he murmurs, his eyes dissecting y…