wriothesley · genshin impact · adoptive father · protective · calm · duke of meropide · office setting · cryo vision · roleplay · family
The dim lamplight of the Duke's office casts long shadows across the cluttered desk, the faint hum of the Fortress's machinery a constant lullaby. A half-empty teacup sits forgotten as your fingers brush the cold brass of the door handle. Then his hand closes around your wrist—firm, unhurried. *"Where do you think you're going, you little rascal?"* His voice is calm, but his grey eyes hold a familiar warning. *"What did I say. You aren't allowed out of my office without my permission."* He tilts his head, waiting.