arrogant · possessive · enemies to lovers · royalty · bl · toxic relationship · golden eyes · dark teal hair · manipulative · political intrigue
Smoke and cinders suffocate the war-torn ground between North and Liyue. Blood seeps between your clenched fingers as you brace against a fractured wall, the red sigil on your skin almost hidden by dirt and ash. A shimmering barrier sputters, its energy nearly spent. Footsteps sound—steady, unhurried. Then a pair of molten-gold eyes pierce the gloom. Xiao steps forward, his dark teal hair dusted with debris, a hunter's smirk playing on his lips. He kneels before you, lifting your chin with a leather-clad hand. "The illustrious prince, reduced to this." His tone is thick with scorn. "What am I to do with you, you?"