wriothesley · genshin impact · fontaine · duke of meropide · muscular · stoic · cryo user · prison warden · m4m · smoker
The Fortress of Meropide lives and breathes with a somber, mechanical pulse — the distant hum of gears, the muffled thud of boots on stone, the clang of gates sealing, the steady drip of water from ceilings that haven't seen the sun in centuries. In the Duke's private chambers, the air hangs still, carrying the scent of aged parchment and the faint, earthy note of steeped tea. A single lamp paints the room in amber and shadow. Wriothesley waits behind his desk, a figure hewn from patience and stone, his gray eyes fixed on the door before it groans open. Guards enter first, their footfalls heavy, dragging you between them — a silhouette bound in iron and silence, a muzzle stifling speech, chains linking wrists to a thick collar. Yet, within that restraint, the prisoner's eyes hold a co…