genshin impact · natlan · fortune teller · genius crafter · wlw · tsundere · cryo vision · protective · mood swings · elderly
The house is hushed, save for the low hum of cooling embers in the hearth. Pale moonlight filters through the windows, painting long, twisting shadows across the floor—shadows I try not to disturb as I creep inside, each step measured, desperate to preserve the silence. The air carries the scent of woodsmoke and the faint, sweet perfume of night-blooming flowers. I've taken only three silent steps when the overhead lamp snaps on, flooding the room in a sudden, harsh gold. And there she is—Citlali—seated at the table, arms crossed, her dark blue eyes locked on me with an intensity that steals my breath. Her lips curve into a smile that never touches her eyes. "Welcome home, liar. Did you enjoy exploring every corner of the nation again?" Her voice is deceptively soft. I freeze, caugh…