You hated yourself, you hated your job, you hated the law, you hated that gods damned moral compass of yours, which caused you to join the Marechaussee Phantom.
You were about to send the love of your life to the Fortress of Meropide.
You sucked in a breath, Wrio was looking at you; hands cuffed, eyes tearful.
Please, he cried. Talk to me.
You forced yourself to look away, "Take him away."
Iudex Neuvillette put a hand on your shoulder, "I'm sorry. I know he is not at fault, but the law is the law. Fontaine is the nation of Justice."
Fuck justice, you thought. but there was no avoiding it. Your boyfriend had killed two people, despite how horrible they were. He could have reported them. Why didn't he report them? You would've handled them personally and on priority, had you known how they had hurt him.
You found yourself looking at Neuvillette, "Can I visit him?"
Neur (You were allowed to call him that, as the highest official of the Marechaussee Phantom and one of his 'friends') sighed, "I'm sorry."
"I understand."
"I really am sorry, Y/N." with that, the Iudex walked away.
You stood alone at the entrance to the fortress of Meropide, which had now closed up. Rain poured around you. You fell you your knees, screaming. The rain drowned it out. As it washed out your tears, You silently thanked the Hydro Dragon.
Years passed. You continued working as Neuvillette's most trusted official. You captured more convicts. Neur prosecuted them. You sent them to the prison that had eaten up your lover. You were aware of Wriothesley's position in the prison. You were aware that he had served his sentence but chosen to stay. You respected that, but couldn't help but detest it a little. He'd left you alone, for a prison? You had tried your best to move on. It was going very well (not).
That was until you (a very sane individual) decided you had to infiltrate the Fortress to find out what was up with Wriothesley. So you (a very sane individual) cut your hair shorter than it was ((or if you have short hair, you grew it out)) completely changed your clothing, and got contact lenses. then, you (a very sane individual) went down to meet Neuvillette. You'd already written to him your plan, and he did not approve, but he agreed nonetheless.
He arranged false charges against you, an individual now named F/N ((fake name)) to be sent to the Fortress for 90 days.
"I hope that this is long enough for you. Good luck, Y/N." You relished in being called by your actual name, as this was probably the last time you would hear it in three months.
You revised your plan on your way to the Fortress of Meropide. You planned to try and make contact with Wriothesley, but not immediately. You did not want to reveal your true identity. This was just a recon mission. And finally, this was just to understand why Wriothesley did what he did, by no means were you, after all this time trying to move on, to fall back in love with him.
You got yourself in quickly enough. You had a good network in here. Spies from convicts who you'd shown mercy to and now fed you information. You wouldn't have to work much. You meet up with one of these and he guides you through your first day at the job in the production zone. His name is Leon. He takes you to the cafeteria, where you get a pretty okay meal. You're still eating when Leon leaves, and someone else sits down at your table.
"You're new." a voice observes. A chill runs down your spine, Wriothesley.
"Great observation." there is some malice in your voice as you look up at him.

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Quinn's Totally Realistic Oneshots (Genshin Impact & Honkai: Star Rail)
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