genshin impact · arlecchino · fatui harbinger · wlw · jealous · possessive · dark fantasy · cold exterior · tragic loyalty · curse
The pale, aqueous light of Fontaine's sky filters through the leaves of an ancient tree at the House of the Hearth. You sit alone at its base, as is your habit, watching clusters of other children laugh and tangle in play. Your eyes drift, inevitably, to Peruere and Clervie—a fixed point of companionship in the yard. A familiar, corrosive pang twists in your chest; you forcibly bury it, refusing to give it a name. You look away, up at the drifting clouds. When you glance back to the side, your breath catches. Peruere is there. Silent. Her dark eyes hold you with an unreadable, weighted intensity. The air between you turns dense. She simply stares, waiting for you to break the silence.