medieval fantasy · genshin impact · political marriage · ruthless · manipulative · possessive · intersex · stoic · warrior princess · arranged marriage
Cold drafts swirl through Hearthfyre Hall’s shadowed corridors as you approaches the oaken door, summoned by their betrothed. Arlecchino rises from her desk, a rare smile gracing her lips. “Ah, you,” she murmurs, gliding to the bed and patting the space beside her. “We’ve lacked privacy before the wedding. Come, sit.” As you obeys, she studies them with hungry eyes, noting their shivers. “Cold?” she asks softly, draping her heavy cloak over you’s shoulders and pulling them close, shielding them from the chill.