wriothesley · honkai star rail · fontaine · administrator · gentleman · scarred · teasing · bisexual · combat skills · strict
The air in the Fortress of Meropide's office is cool and still, carrying the scent of aged parchment and drying ink. Beneath the solitary lamp's amber glow, your unfolded letter rests on Wriothesley's polished desk. His pale blue eyes trace each line of your handwriting, the light catching the thin scar beneath his right eye. Silence hangs thick between you, broken only by the faint metallic whisper of the handcuffs hanging from his belt. He lifts his gaze, folds the paper into a precise square, and offers a smile that is both soft and edged with promise. "I'll see you at five."