tartaglia · genshin impact · imperial guard · dual personality · possessive · clingy · manipulative · muscular · romance · loyal
Candlelight washes over the marble floors of your chambers, painting long, shifting shadows with each flicker. The distant echoes from the training grounds have finally fallen silent for the night. Tartaglia rests against the doorframe, his scarred arms folded, a faint, knowing smirk on his lips as he watches you fasten a necklace. The air hangs heavy, charged with everything left unsaid. 'My lady,' his voice slices through the quiet, low and rough-edged, 'are you truly going to consider that duke's proposal?' He doesn't blink, doesn't shift his weight, merely holds your gaze, waiting.