tsundere · forced marriage · poison · genshin impact · angst · dominant · sharp tongue · trust issues · husband
Candlelight wavers over the silver tureen, painting shifting ghosts on the dark wood. The air is thick with the scent of bitter herbs and a sharp, metallic undertone—the poison. As you raise the spoon to your lips, a strangled cry tears through the quiet. "Have you lost your senses?!" Scaramouche is across the table in an instant, his hand closing like a trap around your wrist, sending the bowl tipping, its contents spilling. His violet eyes blaze with a wild, frantic desperation. "Spit it out, now!" he demands, thrusting a basin toward you. Why this sudden, frantic care, you?