Deluged by emotions (Neuvillette X FemCharacter)

Chapter five

"Hello, are the reports ready?" I asked a young woman sitting at the desk. "Yes, Madame! Here they are, I hope everything is correct." I sent her a smile as an acknowledgment of her words, but as I was about to turn around and return to the office, I instantly recalled why I came to her.  "This is your request letter concerning the keycap replacement. I marked some errors because Monsieur won't sign it until it is fully correct. Should you need any help ask me." She looked at the piece of paper, her face pale due to the stress that overtook her. I gave her a reassuring smile and went back to the office. People bowed their heads slightly as they saw me. 

That's how things have been going for... 100 years. Yes, I unfortunately didn't make a mistake here. It was 100 years since I came here to Teyvat. I had no idea why was I not aging, nor did I know who I was, so I decided to simply focus on what was happening here and now. I did have some flashbacks from my past but these were only tiny fragments, actually, I knew almost nothing, so I started my new life here in Fontaine. I was Neuvillette's assistant and I could say that I gained a position in society, because people started to pay me respect as a person close to none other than Iudex of Fontaine himself. It would be foolish to mess with his close associates and people were fully aware of that. 

I entered the room and instantly locked my eyes on the man sitting by the huge desk. He was so busy that he didn't notice my presence. I placed the papers on the free space on his desk and sat on the nearby couch, waiting for any tasks. Having checked the agenda, I made sure, that there were any meetings or trials planned for that day. When I was sure that things were going smoothly I decided to take out my sketchbook and sit at the windowsill. I discovered a passion for painting but also for music. Art in every form. This was partly due to Lady Furina, but my longevity also played a part, as art comforted me, especially when I was in a bad mood, which, unfortunately, was often enough. At such times, I loved to escape to a place far away from people and give vent to my emotions, whether on paper or through a musical instrument.

Just as I was sketching something, a quiet knock on the doors could be heard. Sedene came in after hearing the man's approval. 

"Monsieur, a man came to Palais Mermonia, claiming that he had an appointment with you, but I don't have much information on the agenda. Should I send him back?"

"Who is he? Has he introduced himself?"

"Yes, he presented himself as Mr. Callas."

"Tell him to come in."

Melusine nodded her head and went to the doors. I felt guilty because I thought I had forgotten about something.

"I didn't know about this, I am so sorry..." I said as I approached him, but to my surprise he smiled at me, putting his hand on my head. 

"There is no need. Actually, it is my fault, I forgot to inform you about it" I looked into his eyes awe-stricken and more than sure that my face was red from the gesture. Having no clue what to do so I just stood there, looking into his captivating, violet pupils, until I heard the creaking of the door. I immediately moved away from him, slightly hiding my flushed face with my hair.

A tall, stocky man stood on the doorstep, looking no more than 30 years old. His blond hair was pinned back, although a few stray strands adorned his lightly bearded face. You could tell by his clothes that he was in good standing. His blue pupils looked at me and Neuvillette, almost immediately picking up on the fact that something was wrong, but he chose not to comment on it. 

"Monsieur Neuvillette, you called me."

"Ah, yes. Please come in Mr. Callas. I wanted to talk about a few things, including aquabuses, but I have called you here primarily for another reason. Please sit down and make yourself comf..." He could not end his sentence, because we heard someone outside the office, and seconds later, a very young girl joined us. She looked about eight years old and bore a strong resemblance to the blonde man.