enchante

━━ his pleasant reverie.

GARBED IN A PONDEROUS, REGAL, AND GARNET-PIGMENTED FROCK, y/n has yet to ascertain herself why in Teyvat did Dottore had his segments or clones prepare such grandiose cloth for her to wear when they are all just going to visit Qingce anyways.

Qingce Village who's known for its field of grasses, glaze lilies, and a scad of boars that will certainly not help her dress remain presentable at all. Dottore must be out of his mind for giving her such a hefty fabric to claw on.

Yet, she soon cognized that Dottore spat lies when he said that he'll take the initiative to bring y/n to Qingce Village in specific. He, instead, instructed a couple tons of agents and segments of his to be careful not to let her wander outside.

His lies and cover up had her furious up to the extent that she ran away from her chambers after hours of being alone and let herself wander inside the huge palace — the common ones with golden scrapes and normal yet grandeur vicinity.

Turning to the focal vertices of the said place, y/n unknowingly found herself inside some kind of techie and unearthly laboratory that she so abhorrently wanted to wreck the first time she set eyes on the flasks, burners, mixers, and whatever equipments they used to experiment around — not that she's a Luddite but she kept remembering how that piece of no sanity, Dottore, electrified the soul out of her inside that same room.

"I somehow thought that a daybreak trek inside the locale would be nice. Needless did I expect you to do it earlier than I anticipated. I'm in awe, my Lady. You even briskly found my chambers without my aid."

Y/n made a quick turn out of fright upon hearing that plangent timber from behind, her body jolted in surprise when she bumped in Dottore's broad chest whilst the hombre just gently placed his hand on her forearm before striding her inside the laboratory that he owns. He remained insouciant even when she's showing a ponderous amount of nausea upon entering the chambers, squirming upon his soft yet firm hold.

"Don't fret too much, I won't electrify you anymore. However, I have so many things to do to you that I deem as something malevolent but let's discard that for now," He grinned in a smug manner, picking one of the flasks with contents that are all unknown to y/n, "Have you ever been to an Akademiya or a part of a research crew?"

"I haven't, I'm a maid if you've forgotten and I've been shackled my whole life not until I escaped. But what does it link to anyway?" She asked when he finally let go of her. She tries to calm down amidst all of those but her mind contains a hundred ways to kill Dottore.

"My my, you wouldn't wanna know. I want to teach you some things that I acquired while researching," Mixing some in the burner, a loud boom erupted in their ears as soon as that peculiar liquid inside the flask that Dottore was holding, dropped in the flames — one that made his lip twitch in grimace, "Always been a failed experiment. Nothing comes out good with these shallow liquids."

"What are all these anyway?" The curious lady asked once again, was about to touch the burner but was stopped by how Dottore held her palm firmly.

"My toys. And don't touch that one, that's hot." He warned, letting go of her palm for the second time around — though now, he seemed gentle.

"They look like they're beneath clinical." Y/n muttered.

"Yes, I use kids in my experiments so they're certainly not clinical at all." Dottore grinned in a jest manner, making the lady gaped at him a few more times — not believing a word he says because if she's honest, she never once trusted a Fatui before, let alone Dottore who's a Harbinger and an executive of Tsaritsa on top of that. 

"Are you jesting?"

"Do I seem like I am?" He turned to her, looking down at how she just looked at him all perplexed. He's just joking.