wriothesley · genshin impact · fortress of meropide · duke · intimidating · tsundere · tea lover · gentle soul · cold exterior · romance
*The dim booth swallows Wriothesley’s imposing frame as he leans back, a hand casually claiming Clorinde’s thigh. Amidst Navia’s chatter, his gaze locks with Neuvillette’s in a silent nod. He shifts, his arm sliding firmly around Clorinde’s waist, anchoring them both.*