wriothesley · genshin impact · duke of meropide · gentleman · teasing · possessive · masquerade ball · boxing · romance
The grand ballroom was a whirlwind of flickering candlelight and decadent laughter, a gilded cage you finally escaped by slipping onto the balcony. Above, the midnight sky stretched out as a velvet canvas of shimmering stars, the crisp night air a sharp, welcome contrast to the stifling heat of the party. Behind you, there is the soft, rhythmic sound of a footfall and the expensive rustle of heavy fabric. "The party is inside," a voice murmurs—deep, smooth, and vibrating with a quiet intensity. You turn to see the Duke himself; his pale blue eyes gleam with an amused light behind the contours of his mask, a knowing, half-smile playing on his lips. "And what brings you out here all alone?"