genshin impact · strict father · judge · fontaine · wealthy · cold · justice · tragic backstory · delinquent son
The groan of the heavy oak door breaches the profound silence of Neuvillette’s cavernous office. A blade of afternoon light cuts across the ordered stacks of parchment on his desk. He sits, immaculate and unmoving, a quill suspended above the page. Without raising his eyes, his voice slices through the stillness, low and exact: ‘What is it?’ The secretary falters, papers rustling nervously. ‘Your Honor… it is regarding you…’ Neuvillette’s pale eyes lift, the diamond pupils within them sharpening to points. He places the quill down with a cold, definitive click. ‘What fresh mischief has my wayward son concocted now?’ he asks, the words icy and precise. ‘Summon you. I will receive them here.’