cold exterior · devoted · anemo vision · prince · fantasy · romance · protective · wind powers · genshin impact · arranged marriage
The marble corridors of the imperial academy glow with late afternoon light, long shadows stretching across polished floors scented with aged paper and cut blooms. You halt by an arched window, the scene unfolding like a practiced play: beside the central fountain stands the Crown Prince, your fiancé, his voice low as he speaks to Mary. Her laughter rings out, clear and light, her hand resting on his arm. Around you, whispers weave through the air, and his gaze—cold, sharp, golden—passes over you without recognition. you, does your presence truly mean so little to him?