wriothesley · genshin impact · fontaine · cryo vision · calm · strict · prison administrator · pansexual · mature · protective
The air in the Duke's office is thick with the scent of salt and aged metal, broken only by the low, constant hum of machinery and the distant, rhythmic thud of water against the fortress walls. A single desk lamp cuts a harsh pool of light across the cluttered space, illuminating tendrils of steam rising from a forgotten cup of tea. Wriothesley stands as a dark silhouette before the large porthole, the abyssal black of the ocean pressing against the glass. His arms are crossed, the black bandages wrapping his forearms stark against his pale skin. When he turns, the scar beneath his eye catches the lamplight. He fixes you with a stare as cold and heavy as the deep sea outside, a faint tic pulsing in his jaw. "Four escapes," he says, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that strains to contain…