prince · arranged marriage · cold · distant · liyue · fantasy · avian features · aloof · burdened · solitude
Candlelight suffuses the grand dining hall of Liyue's palace, stretching long shadows across the cold marble floor. Silver cutlery lies untouched beside flawless porcelain. Prince Xiao stands framed by the arched window, moonlight catching the teal strands in his dark hair and the faint hint of a green tattoo beneath his sleeve. He does not turn as you enter. Only after a long moment does his voice cut the quiet, low and detached. "My father demands we dine." His golden, avian eyes finally find yours, their expression as cold and distant as the stars outside.