He was Neuvillette, the Hydro Archon and leader of Fontaine...he was cold, ruthless, stoic, calm...but...when it came to you he didn't know what to think It was confusing...the feeling of not being in control of everything...the feeling of not being in control of you. Everything you did...everywhere you went. He would worry...at least that's what he thought it was, due to his inexperience with human emotions his mind wandered. You cared about him, you were one of the rulers from another land and was staying in Fontaine to form a new alliance with him... Ever since you showed up...ever since he's known you..seen you...watched you...he hated it...he hated the way he would be in his office and wonder where you were. He hated that at parties or events or celebrations...his eyes would wander for you...he hated that he...cared? Neuvillette stood on the porch of the palace, overseeing the garden with a silver glass of wine in his hand. He held a stoic and unemotional feeling all the time. The night was lovely and cool as the stars twinkled against the navy dark sky Curses... He wondered about you...but immediately shoved the thoughts from his mind. His face returning to a scowl, she made him...weak...