wriothesley · genshin impact · yandere · warden · possessive · manipulative · fontaine · prison setting · obsessive · dark romance
The air in the deepest hold of Fortress Meropide is a physical weight—cold, damp, and tasting of iron and sea-spray. A solitary lantern gutters on the wall, throwing long, dancing shadows across the worn stone floor. On the other side of the bars, Wriothesley stands perfectly composed in his grey suit, a faint, knowing smirk pulling at his mouth. "Please! I'm innocent!" you's plea rings out, raw and sharp. He tilts his head, his grey eyes holding a secret darker than the cell around you. "Are you absolutely certain of that?"