Dangerous loyalty『Tartaglia x MR』

II

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A gasp could be heard as Tartaglia escorts the princes to the training grounds, on the outside M/n looked put together but on the inside, he was screaming from all the attention he gained just for setting foot into the training grounds. Though he knew it wasn't common to see him there from what he remembers from the book.
"Your highness-"

"Carry on as if I'm not here. I wish to watch those who are here sparing amongst each other."M/n voices kindly then take a seat on the sidelines; giving himself a full view of the grounds and everyone on it.
"You heard the Prince."Those who were sparing turn their gaze from the prince and continue but this time with eyes of royalty watching their every move. Some were nervous about messing up but others thought this would be a great opportunity to show off their skill.

However, those who weren't sparing, couldn't pull their eyes away from the male. Though they did when M/n glances over at them.

"Tartaglia, why are they so surprised? They see me everywhere else..."

"Well my prince, besides being seen here, you're quite handsome. You're slender and statuesque but stronger than most here."

"Hmm, sounds like flattery from a loyal dog but who am I to tell you how to think..."Through feeling overwhelmed, M/n was now feeling annoyed with all the looks. He was over it all and it's been four days since he came to this world. His main goal was to live, he has to make it somehow and his first goal was to find a way to break down Tartaglia's overwhelming loyalty before the female lead enters the picture. If he could do that, running away from Snezhnaya would be easier. The less Tartaglia was loyal to him the easier it would be for him to leave with the female lead, allowing M/n to start anew!

Just the thought of escaping Made M/n smile... Outwardly.
"Prince?"

"Hm?"

"You're in a good mood today, I haven't seen you smile in months."M/n froze for a second, he didn't mean to smile and he would guess that everyone on the training grounds saw the smile too. It seemed to lift their spirits and they continued but with more passion.
"Your smile has lit a fire in their hearts."

"...I see, *ahem* these soldiers aren't lacking but would they be able to wield Delusions?"

"They are stronger in both body and mind. I have high hopes that they can."

"Enough about them, how is your Foul legacy transformation coming along?"Tartaglia beams handsomely at this question, he was too eager to discuss the topic at hand.
"It's complete! I have already mastered it for your sake, my prince."

"Hm, may I see?"

"Of course!"Hearing Tartaglia's voice boom over the area startles everyone for a second, all the while he trots onto the field and turns to face the prince. The air grows electrified, causing those nearby to immediately rush off.
M/n swallows dryly as he watched the transformation. Seeing it in person was completely different from reading how the transformation takes place.

There was an intense aura in the air and it was nearly suffocating to everyone. The raw power that Tartaglia held out fear into everyone's heart; even M/n's. His breath hitches as heavy pressure drops down onto his being. Something didn't feel right, he felt as if he were in danger.
"Prince."

"Re-Remove your mask, I need to see your face..."Tartaglia kneels before M/n after walking over to him and removes his mask.

"My Prince, are you alright?"

"Yes... quite the power you hold. Why is it that you grew to such a large stature? If I remember you're 182 centimeters...Why are you now 274 centimeters? It's confusing..."
Tartaglia explains to the best of his ability but M/n still didn't understand but boy did his mind wander to a strange place.
I feel like this man below me has a size kink... I wouldn't be surprised at all.
"Hm... Definitely."

"Prince?"

"Ah, it's nothing. You may stand, though it would be a pain to have to look up at you in this form."M/n muses lightly as he thought about the large height gap. That was when Tartaglia got the bright Idea to hoist M/n up and seat him on his shoulder.
"Ack!"

"Prince M/n?!"

"Tartaglia, need I remind you that you're quite large as of now, what you thought would be gentle isn't so. Be mindful of that next time."M/n scolds while rubbing his soon-to-be bruised sides, he differently didn't expect Tartaglia to grab him the way he did.
"I'll take care to remember next time. I apologize."

"It's quite alright...Now put me down."

"Yes..."