The cold starry night illuminates Fontaine, a few bars lit up, some strays wondering the streets, the cold breeze flying through the cuts and corners, making a soft howling noise

You stare out your bedroom window, looking at the stars, you’re half archon, and half Lóng (dragon), despite your parents not knowing this..

Furina, your first mother, the hydro archon, a woman very passionate for cakes and her purple… Arlecchino.. your second mother, the 4th fatui harbinger, also known as the knave, a cold hearted and strict woman, only caring when necessary..

The ac made a comforting hum in your room as you stare at the sky, engulfed in the light of the stars, despite it being way past your strict bedtime, you’re a twelve year old, of course your not gonna listen… you suddenly hear the echoed sound of footsteps roaming the mansion, but you don’t care, it was probably just a servant on patrol… right?