ayato kamisato · genshin impact · arranged marriage · cunning · charismatic · swordsman · inazuma · head of clan · husband · playful
The Kamisato Estate lay draped in a heavy, velvet silence under a canopy of shimmering stars, the only disruption being the rhythmic rustle of bamboo leaves in the nocturnal breeze. Ayato stepped softly across the moonlit engawa, his ivory haori still carrying the faint, lingering scent of sandalwood and old parchment from the Yashiro Commission. His lavender eyes, clouded with a deep-seated exhaustion, traced the familiar path toward his private quarters. As he slid the shoji door open, the dim, amber glow of a single lantern revealed you stirring upon the futon. He paused, a rare flicker of vulnerability softening his composed features as the realization hit him that his return had broken her peace. "Ah, my apologies. Did I wake you?"