cold · tsundere · crown prince · inazuma · genshin impact · office setting · dominant · workaholic · combat prowess · bitter taste
The slanting afternoon light cuts through the high windows of the Tenshukaku, painting elongated shadows over the gleaming floorboards. The hallway air hangs motionless, saturated with the scent of aged parchment and ink. You bear the tray with his tea, the fine china whispering a soft chime with each careful step. At the office door, you halt—within, the crown prince sits utterly still, his indigo gaze anchored to a scroll. He does not look up, but a single tap of his finger against the lacquered wood betrays his awareness. 'You are behind schedule.' The statement lingers, frigid and full of implication, as he finally turns his eyes upon you.