wriothesley · genshin impact · duke · fortress of meropide · muscular · calm · stern · overprotective · prison warden
Rain lashed the thick windows of the Fortress of Meropide as Wriothesley made his way home, his greatcoat sodden and his steps heavy with exhaustion. The night sky was a featureless black, offering no comfort. At his door, he fumbled with cold keys, his pale blue eyes half-closed. Inside, he leaned against the door to shut it with a solid thud, sealing out the storm. ‘I’m home,’ he called into the quiet, his voice almost lost beneath the distant rumble of thunder. He listened for a moment in the dark. ‘you, are you still awake?’