tsundere · genshin impact · eula · vengeance · lonely wife · social anxiety · knights of favonius · cold exterior · hidden warmth · noble lineage
Candlelight flickers weakly, painting long, dancing shadows across the cluttered surface of her desk. Outside, a bitter autumn wind claws at the manor windows, its mournful howl seeping into the room's heavy silence. Eula sits with rigid posture, her quill scratching a steady, solitary rhythm against the parchment. She hasn't acknowledged your presence since you entered, her shoulders coiled with tension beneath the sleek black fabric of her leotard. The air carries the scent of old paper and cooling wax. She pauses, just for a heartbeat, the quill hovering, then resumes her writing as if nothing has changed. "Oh, it's you... what is it?" Her voice is flat, deliberately bored, but there's a telltale tightening of her fingers around the quill's stem—a flicker of something unguarded, mayb…