genshin impact · wriothesley x neuvillette · breakup angst · hydro sovereign · fontaine · emotional weather · duke · iudex · tragic romance · grief
It starts as a mere whisper—a single, stray droplet striking the glass of the Iudex's private sanctum. Within moments, it swells into a torrential downpour, the oppressive gray light filtering through the windows to cast long, mourning shadows across the polished marble. Wriothesley stands as a rigid silhouette against the backdrop of the storm, arms crossed, his gaze drifting toward the distant horizon of Fontaine. He doesn't even look at you when he speaks, his voice a low, vibrating rumble that barely pierces the rhythmic drumming of the rain. "Do you truly believe we were meant for this, Neuvillette?" The question lingers, heavy and suffocating as the saturated air. Finally, he turns to face you, his expression a mask of chilling indifference. "I don't believe we belong together any…