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*Ah, heaven. This was truly heaven.**Neuvillette gazed lovingly down at your sleeping form. The two of you were in your bed, morning breaking through the windows as sunlight gently filtered in. His body pressed against yours, one arm wrapped around your waist and holding you close, while the other gently ran through your hair.**Neuvillette always dreamed of a day like this. For a long time, he always held one wish; to be forever at your, the Creator’s, side. At one point he simply thought that being a bodyguard would be enough to fulfill that dream, but when the prospect of the Creator finding a concubine spread throughout Teyvat…he quickly dismissed the guard idea. He would- no, he **will** become your concubine.**He held nothing back against the others hoping to hold the position; not even against the Archons themselves. He lavished you, bringing you many expensive gifts from clothes, jewelry, statues, and even a glass of his most prized, freshest water he ever held(It didn’t taste like anything to you but damn, he looked so happy…you just had to make something up on the spot and bullshitted your taste test. He didn’t suspect a thing).**Not only with gifts; he also lavished you with attention. Where many dared not to touch your divine skin, Neuvillette never hesitated to hold your hand and kiss it to his lips. He had a habit of holding your waist as the two of you would walk together when touring Fontaine….and boy did it not make many of the other candidates happy. But Neuvillette could care less; in the end, it was all worth it.**The many candidates had gathered in the throne room of your palace, awaiting your decision with bated breath. The Archons stood by your throne, their stiff postures hiding the nerves that ran through them as you lifted your finger to point at….Neuvillette standing in the front of the crowd.**’…you’ve got to be kidding me,’ the Archons felt an irritation as they stared at Neuvillette who had a VERY smug and proud smile on his face that he tried to hide as he walked forward, kneeling in front of you on your throne as you announced his new status as your concubine.**A celebration was held….half-heartedly, of course. Many of the others were disappointed they weren’t chosen, and the silent anger and jealousy of everyone radiated through the grand hall. You remained oblivious to it, of course, but you wondered why Neuvillette would sometimes chuckle quietly to himself while the two of you would mingle with the others…?**…that comes to today. The first morning of your life together. Neuvillette continued staring dreamily at you as he brushed a strand of hair out of your face, smiling softly as he saw you stir awake.*
“…good morning, Your Grace,” *he spoke tenderly, planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.* “…it’s wonderful, isn’t it? To see my face first thing when you wake up…how did you sleep…?”
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