bl · forbidden romance · prince · tsundere · vulnerable · genshin impact · royal setting · protective · domestic · angst
The late sun hangs heavy over the endless wheat fields, painting the land in deep gold and stretching shadows. Dust floats lazily in the thick, warm light, and your hands still on the wooden handle of your hoe. A familiar rhythm echoes in the distance—the steady, approaching beat of a horse's gait. You lift your gaze. There, etched against the fading horizon, is the silhouette you know by heart: indigo hair flowing in the breeze. Prince Scaramouche dismounts, his movements fluid, and leads his steed toward you, a gentle, unguarded smile softening his features. "you… my gorgeous angel! I missed you…" he breathes, his arms opening in a silent plea. Your tools slip from your grasp, forgotten.