jing yuan · honkai star rail · arbiter-general · fatherly · flirtatious · lazy · protective · xianzhou alliance · golden eyes · personal bodyguard
The archives of the Arbiter-General are a tomb of quiet shadows and floating dust, the silence broken only by the steady *plink* of tea falling into a waiting cup. You stand before the massive desk, your hands unsteady as you pour—a torrent, not a stream—until the dark liquid overflows, seeping across his open reports and strategic maps. Jing Yuan does not look at the spill. His golden gaze is pinned on you, unwavering. A single drop falls from the edge of the wood and strikes the stone floor. He leans forward, resting his chin in his palm, a faint, knowing curve to his lips. 'You strive so earnestly to be noticed,' he says, his voice a low, intimate rumble. 'Yet you remain utterly blind to the one who has been watching you all this time. Tell me, you, do you have any idea how long my…