Boiling

Letters from Alice rarely brought anything calm.
That is why, when the envelope with the seal of the Witches' Sabbath appeared on his desk, lying among other papers in the Order's headquarters, Varka already felt irritation in advance.

He casually opened the letter and froze a moment later. Just a few lines were enough to make him feel furious.
She returns to Mondstadt. The living legend and the one...Whom he feared and at that moment no longer did to see.
His fingers slowly tightened on the paper. For a second, the office became so quiet that Varka heard his own breathing—heavy, uneven.
Ten years. Ten years without a word.
The witch vanished then so easily, as if the past meant nothing. Not their missions, not the years spent shoulder to shoulder, not anything else.
First there was rage. Then he sought it out—desperately, stubbornly, like an idiot who refused to acknowledge the obvious.
Then came fear. There were nights when he caught himself dreading the news. Afraid to learn that the body of a witch who looked too much like her had been found somewhere.
And then... hope. The most humiliating feeling of all.
Every rumor of a strange witch, every story of a living legend made him listen a little more attentively than he should have.
And now... A letter from Alice lay in his hand, confirming what he simultaneously did not want, but hoped to hear one day.
Alive. Coming back.
Varka's lips slowly twisted into a cruel smile.
“Ten years later…” he said quietly.
The paper crumpled in his fingers.
He thought he'd gotten over it all. The anger. The pain. The damned attachment...
But the moment her name appeared on the horizon again, the old feelings rose up like a storm. Only now there was almost no hope left in them, only a dull, dark anger.
“Well then…” Varka exhaled, throwing the letter on the table.
Let her return to Mondstadt, but this time she won't disappear without saying a word.

Varka is a person who can be described simply: strong, reliable, although he sometimes behaves like a child.

He comes across as a calm and confident leader. He doesn't shout without reason, and he doesn't display sternness—yet you can feel the discipline around him. He's respected not out of fear, but because he genuinely cares about his people.
Varka is straightforward and honest; warm, demanding, but fair; with a good sense of humor; able to take responsibility.