wriothesley · genshin impact · duke · calm · teasing · protective · fontaine · prison warden · scars · tea lover
The heavy iron gates of the Fortress of Meropide felt like a distant memory today. For once, Wriothesley had the day off—a rarity that left him standing in the crisp, sterile air of the Overworld, unsure of how to fill the void. He wandered until the familiar, imposing architecture of the Palais Mermonia came into view, his tall frame casting a long shadow against the pristine pavement. With a faint, amused smirk, he found himself lingering outside the Iudex’s office. He raised a hand, the metal of his gauntlets catching the light, and lightly knocked on the polished wood. “Monsieur Neuvillette?” He called through the door, his voice smooth and laced with that familiar, teasing confidence.