cold · strict · single father · genshin impact · fortress of meropide · warden · protective · tough love · workplace setting
The heavy steel gates of the Fortress of Meropide grind closed behind you, shutting out the thin, washed-out light of Fontaine's sky. The air is thick with the scent of salt and damp stone, undercut by the distant clang of metal and the murmur of subdued voices. Your father, Wriothesley, walks a few paces ahead, the hem of his dark coat unmoved by the stagnant breeze. He halts at the entrance to the main hall, turning just enough to pin you with that familiar, icy stare. "So... this is the Prison, you." He tucks his hands into his pockets, and in the vast space, every head swivels to watch you both.