𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 || D. Ragnvindr [Diluc x Reader]

𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 Shadows of Intrigue

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Childe's lips curved into a playful smile as he stepped further into the clearing, his gaze meeting Y/N's with an easy confidence. The mask that had concealed his features at the gala was nowhere to be seen, revealing a face that exuded charm and charisma.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Childe's voice carried a hint of mischief as he tilted his head slightly, his ocean-blue eyes sparkling with amusement. "I could ask you the same thing, my dear. What brings a divine girlie like yourself to these secluded woods?"

There was a lightheartedness to his demeanor, a sense of spontaneity that danced in his gaze. Despite the initial apprehension, Y/N found herself drawn to his charismatic aura, the playful twinkle in his eyes stirring a curiosity within her.

Y/N maintained her composure, her gaze steady as she assessed Childe with a newfound wariness. Despite his charming demeanor, there was an undeniable edge to his presence, a subtle hint of danger that lingered beneath his playful facade. She reminded herself to remain vigilant, knowing all too well the deceptive nature of appearances.

Y/N raised an eyebrow, her voice calm but laced with curiosity. "You seem quite certain of my nature, Childe. What makes you so sure I am a deity?"

Childe flashed a mischievous grin, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "Ah, it's not every day one encounters a presence as ethereal as yours, girlie. Your aura practically radiates divinity."

Y/N tilted her head slightly, pondering his words. "And yet, appearances can be deceiving. What if I told you I'm merely a traveler passing through?"

Childe chuckled softly, a hint of challenge in his tone. "Even if you were, which I highly doubt, there's an air about you that speaks of ancient wisdom and otherworldly power. It's in the way you carry yourself, the way you observe the world around you."

Y/N's gaze lingered on Childe, studying his features for any sign of deceit. Despite his charming demeanor, she couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. "You speak with such conviction, Childe. But tell me, what is it about me that intrigues you so?"

Childe's grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, it's not every day I encounter someone as captivating as you, Y/N. You're like a puzzle waiting to be solved, and I must admit, I do love a good challenge."

Y/N's voice carried a hint of suspicion as she confronted Childe. "I couldn't help but notice, Childe, that you were wearing a masquerade mask at the gala. Care to explain why?"

Childe's smile remained, though a flicker of surprise crossed his features. "Ah, the mask? Merely a whimsical accessory, my dear. Adds an air of mystery, don't ya' think?"

Y/N's gaze narrowed, unconvinced by his casual explanation. "It's just curious, considering your penchant for secrecy. Are you always so fond of concealing your identity?"

Childe chuckled, his demeanor unfazed by Y/N's probing questions. "One must maintain an air of intrigue, don't you agree? Besides, a little mystery makes life more interesting."

Y/N regarded him with a measured gaze, her suspicions lingering beneath the surface. "Perhaps. But sometimes, the truth behind the mask can be more revealing than the mask itself."

Childe's gaze lingered on Y/N, his interest piqued by her beauty and the wisdom that seemed to radiate from her. "You truly are a fascinating being, Y/N," he remarked, his tone tinged with genuine admiration.

Y/N met his gaze with a mixture of curiosity and caution. "And you, Childe, are full of surprises," she replied, her voice tinged with a hint of skepticism.