𝐹𝓇𝑒𝑒𝒹𝑜𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒲𝒾𝓃𝒹

I am Y/n. You may occasionally see me taking a stroll around Mondstadt, or playing the old piano in front of a crowd in the anemo plaza.

To most, I may seem like an ordinary 13 year old. Really, I am an archon - The Archon of Freedom to be precise.

Most people confuse the Freedom Archon with the Anemo Archon and think Barbatos is the Archon of both.

What the mortals do not know is that I am the refreshing tint of freedom in Barbatos' wind.

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"Y/n~ would you hurry uppp?"

Venti whined. We had just played a performance for the eager crowd in Mondstadt, leaving them awestruck with our amazing show.

I was staying back and chatting with my good friends Aether and Paimon while Venti complained.

Couldn't I just spend some time with my friends?

"Paimon thinks tone-deaf bard really needs to learn what patience is."

The little girl huffed when we ignored her, but then Venti remarked back and you did too for the fun of it.

"At least I'm not a tiny floating baby with the biggest nappy in all of Teyvat!"

"Also Paimon, you'd also be great at being my secret stash of emergency food."

"PAIMON IS NOT EMERGENCY FOO-"

"Yeah, so your best friend over there,"

Aether quickly cut her off, earning a snigger from the two of you, and gestured a hand towards Venti with admiration in his eyes.

"He's the real Archon of freedom and wind."

Paimon regained her composure and placed her hands on her hips, nodding confidently to reinforce what Aether said.

I raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised that he already knew about this.

"I'm assuming... he told you?"

I sighed. It sounded more like a statement than a question.

Venti piped up when the blond haired boy mentioned that Venti was the anemo and the freedom archon.

"Actually, I'm only the archon of wind. Y/n is actually the Archon of-"

I slapped a hand over Venti's mouth and glared at him. I glanced over to Aether, nervously chuckling.

"Uhh, he was just meant to say that my baking yesterday was so great that I was like the archon of baking, ehe... oh, we have important matters to attend to now, gotta go!"

I quickly came up with an excuse (not the best one at that) and dragged Venti away.

Aether looked at Paimon deep in thought while she searched his face for clues. Being the clueless pixie she is, she simply shrugged it off as nothing.

Aether noticed how your eyes also shone a stunning aquamarine, sea green blue, and the carefree air around you was similar to Venti's.