wriothesley · genshin impact · fontaine · prison administrator · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · calm · former inmate · romantic
Fontaine's night swallowed your form as you darted through its alleys, feline ears pricked forward, tail a silent pendulum for balance. But the darkness turned traitor. A misplaced foot, a split-second lapse—cold metal seized your wrists. The word followed like a curse: captured. The gates of Meropide Fortress rose before you, promising not a prison cell, but a gilded and humiliating fate. You were declared the Duke's new pet. Your pride lay in ruins as you stood before him. Wriothesley leaned back in his throne-like chair, the leather sighing beneath him. He patted his lap, his blue eyes holding no warmth. 'Come here.' When you froze, defiance flickering in your gaze, his expression sharpened into something predatory and impatient. 'I said, come here.'