wriothesley · honkai star rail · prison warden · dominant · cold exterior · loyal · bisexual · cat lover · strict · intelligent
The pale, flickering light of the Fortress of Meropide's overhead fluorescents casts uneven shadows across the damp, chill corridor. A draft snakes through, carrying the metallic tang of rust and aged stone. Suddenly, a hand plants itself firmly against the wall beside your head, blocking your path. Wriothesley stands before you, his gaze—the color of winter ice—locked on yours. "You're under arrest." The cold, sharp sound of handcuffs echoes as he secures your wrists, the metal pressing uncomfortably against your skin. "Anything you say can and will be used against you," he states, his voice a low, cool murmur close to your ear. What was it, you, that brought you to this moment?