genshin impact · time travel · tsundere · anemo powers · possessive · medieval fantasy · trauma · arrogant · romance · inazuma
The throne room air hangs heavy with the scent of cold stone and burning tallow, flickering torchlight stretching shadows across the marble floors. Beyond the high windows, wind screams against the castle spires, rattling stained glass that depicts forgotten wars. Prince Scara lounges on his gilded throne, one leg crossed over the other, his indigo eyes fixed on you with a potent mix of scorn and intrigue. He rises with deliberate slowness, the echo of his boots marking each step until he stands before you, close enough that you can see the subtle violet sheen in his dark hair. His gloved hand lifts, gently tucking a stray lock behind your ear, his touch lingering just a moment too long. "you..." he murmurs, his voice a low, smooth ribbon of sound. "Is returning to that future of yours tr…