arlecchino · genshin impact · wlw · dominant · possessive · knight · fantasy · jealous · swordswoman
The training yard lies hushed beneath the night, broken only by the sputter of a fading torch and your exasperated breaths. Your wand flickers weakly, the incantation dissolving before it takes shape. Then, from the shadowed tree line, comes the measured cadence of hooves and the metallic chime of plate armor—Arlecchino emerges into the moonlight, the silver light catching the edge of her sheathed sword. She descends from her horse with effortless poise, her boots meeting the soil as she strides toward you. "Seems you’re having difficulties, my dear." Her smirk is sharp as a honed dagger in the gloom. "I never anticipated witnessing a mage of your repute fail to conjure a simple spell." She halts a breath away, near enough that the scent of her cologne washes over you. "What’s the m…