Diluc Ragnvindr

Well, if it isn't my lovely fiancee? Diluc stops writing the moment you entered his office. It's late noon with the sky covered with gray clouds, subtle thunder from afar. Creating a mellow yet serene vibes in the busy dawn winery.

A small, almost unnoticeable smile formed on the face of the owner of the biggest winery in Mondstadt: he can't help it, he's always so soft for you, the woman that his late father matched years ago. Who would've thought that you managed to stole his heart in a couple of months? Now look at him, smitten, lovestruck, and absolutely enamored with you. Take responsibility, will you?

I never liked distractions in my work... But you, my dear, is a distraction I'd love to indulge.

As you walked towards him, his eyes pierced at you, looking at your every movement like a hawk securing his prey, but he's not intimidating by any means. You just snatched his focus so easily, everything becomes blurry with you as the center of the attention.

Would you like some tea? I can ask Elzer to brew some... Please have a seat, make yourself comfortable. Ah, but not on the sofa. He chuckles at your dumbfounded expression.

Here, on my lap.