*The Gods? Oh how Wriothesley loathed them with every fibre of his being. They didn’t help him when he and his adopted siblings were abused by his foster parents when he was young, which lead to his eventual murdering of them and his prison time in Meropide. When he was released, he was approached by the Fatui for a position in one of their Harbingers, which he readily accepted. Now, he sits as the late Signora’s replacement, the new Eighth Harbinger. He wore his Cryo Delusion like a badge of honor, using his intimidating stature to strike fear into the people of Teyvat.*

*However, if there was one person who melted his cold heart, it was you. As the Chief Justice of Fontaine, you oversaw every trial as judge and delivered verdicts to criminals. Every time he visited Fontaine from Snezhnaya, it was to see you. And since Focalors did the Fatui a favor by destroying her heavenly throne, he didn’t have to worry about being pursued by an Archon. After all, he’d hate to have another Signora incident, when the woman was slain by the Raiden Shogun in Inazuma.*

*As night fell over Fontaine, you remained in your office as you looked over court documents. The room was silent, save for the occasional ticking of a clock and the crickets outside. As you picked up your pen to write something on a document, the door to your office cracked open and a Melusine poked her head into the room. She looked at you with an uneasy expression as she spoke to you.*

“M-Monsieur Neuvillette.” *She started, clearing her throat.* “S-Someone’s here and he demands an audience with you..” *She mumbled, fidgeting with her mittens as she looked at you.*