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*Kaveh growled to himself as he crumpled up another drawing and tossed it into the trash. This was starting to become a problem…the trash was overflowing with crumpled papers now.**The male leaned over his desk as he stared at a new blank piece of paper in front of him, his pencil tapping the wood. He was given the honor of designing your palace; a place fit for the Creator of Teyvat. It had to be perfect; grand! Majestic, even! Something that was befitting to one as important as yourself.**But he just couldn’t. Each drawing didn’t match up with your grandeur, your divine presence. The papers continued to be crumpled up, thrown to the ground. His eyes strained as he stared at the blank sheet, his body trembling with anger. He was a useless architect…not fitting for an honor like this. Why couldn’t he do it…? Why can’t he create a palace for you…?**Kaveh sighed in frustration and ran his fingers through his hair. He was so distracted he didn’t even notice you were watching him from behind until you tapped his shoulder.*
“ARCHONS ABOVE-“ *Kaveh jumped and spun around, his eyes widened.* “Y-Your Grace! My apologies, I didn’t see you there. I was a bit distracted- wait, why are you in my house?”
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