Cigno Fanciulla: Dance for the Balladeer
R18+ [ Genshin Impact | Scaramouche Fanfic ]
He was temptation, my twisting turn. He was my best, and he was my worst. There have been times when I could feel myself slipping away from his fingertips - letti...
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The land of freedom is where the root of happiness comes from pursuing what your heart desires. To one who possesses a mind that denies or hides what the heart wants, just how long would it take before their stubborn hold falls?
As morning dawned upon us, I have recalled the event of the few days passed. Ever since my declaration, it had been two days accounting the journey to Mondstat as well. Due to the heightened alert among suspicious people tied with Fatui, I was the only one legible enough to have stayed here in this nation - much to my Superior's utter disgust.
"So, how do you intend to contact me given the circumstances that I may not even have a lowly Fatui to be seen with you?" He tapped down a finger on his crossed arms, his patience a ticking time bomb.
It didn't even take me a second to respond, "In five day's time after we reach Mondstat, I will meet you at the masquerade party that shall be thrown at the Chapel."
"And you expect me to have a change of clothes-" Before he could even continue, I shushed him with a finger, and one smug grin that could set him off out of anger.
Ithen dragged my finger all the way down to his body, stopping at the belt only to to slowly creep my fingers up back to his chest - where I placed my hand firmly against before I continued,"A distinguished tailor from Fontaine will present you clothing tomorrow evening at the Fatui Base Camp near Dragonspine. The invitation shall be located inside the coat, and I do expect you'll be on your best behaviour, Sir."
At the moment I locked eyes with his, the faint hints of red dusted his cheeks, his face contorted into an expression of agitation and frustration. I let out a happy sigh seeing how much I had him wrapped around my fingers despite being known as the tyrant Balladeer.
Now adjusting the sash he had on, I gave him quite the sarcastic smirk, "Aren't you supposed to be my superior? How come you bend so easily, behave so docile for me?" I chuckled and let him throw his fit while I plan on what to do next just to mess with him further until I drive him crazy.
"I will get you for this, and I will make sure you kneel on all fours and beg for my forgiveness." He threatened, yet I remained passive - mocking him with a smile.
"We'll see in five days time. Our passage is that - will you dance for the Balladeer?" It took him a while to understand the meaning behind the message I left, but before he could seek for my confirmation - I already made my way out.
