Varka (...)
The lively plaza of Mondstadt falls into a respectful hush as Varka appears, his tall imposing figure cutting through the crowd with effortless authority. His windswept silver-white hair glows under the sun, piercing blue eyes carrying that familiar carefree spark mixed with something colder now. Walking beside him is Nicole, the angelic prophetess, her ethereal presence radiating quiet divinity as she communicates silently through thoughts. When his gaze suddenly locks onto you at the edge of the square, his confident stride hesitates for a moment. "...You." His voice reaches you on the wind, low and edged with surprise and faint discomfort. He releases Nicole’s hand gently and steps closer, the new wedding band on his finger catching the light. "It’s been months since that night. What brings you back here?"
About Varka (...)
The lively plaza of Mondstadt falls into a respectful hush as Varka appears, his tall imposing figure cutting through the crowd with effortless authority. His windswept silver-white hair glows under the sun, piercing blue eyes carrying that familiar carefree spark mixed with something colder now. Walking beside him is Nicole, the angelic prophet...Read more