Dangerous loyalty『Tartaglia x MR』

IV

Aɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇ?

After last night's incident, M/n was tasked once again to watch over the recruit but M/n's mind was elsewhere.
I heard that man screaming down into my room, lucky for me, my nerves aren't bad when someone is being killed...Thanks, modern-day horror movie!
M/n huffs out a sigh while glancing around the field and that's when he saw a character he recalls from the story.
"Tartaglia, bring him here."M/n urges while he points at the other.
".....As you wish."Tartaglia nearly drags his feet on his way to grab the recruit that the prince pointed out, it wasn't often that M/n took interest in anyone but it made Tartaglia antsy, his thoughts ran wild on what could have possibly caught M/n's attention.
"You, the prince wishes to speak with you."

"Lead the way."The two leave from the others and as they did, the recruits began to gossip about the event of the night before.
"I heard Tartaglia killed someone last night."

"Really? It had to be an order from the prince, he's on a short leash as it."

"From what one of the maids told me, a newbie was doing indecent acts in front of the prince while he was bathing. The maid said she heard the Prince shouting then the door being thrown open and more shouting."Tartaglia scowls as he listens to the gossip, all was true but hearing it from others made him want to kill that man all over again.
"My Prince, I've brought him."

"Name?"

"Verose von Weiss, your majesty."M/n kept his composure, this man in front of him died because he attempted to run away from his duty. That event was supposed to happen the day before but this man was standing before M/n, alive.
"Tartaglia, you are dismissed for now. I would like to have a talk with sir Weiss for a while."

"But-"

"Do not make me repeat myself."Tartaglia bows then head off to who knows where. Verose was confused and kept his guard up.
"....So I wasn't the only one."

"What do you mean."

"I know you're not stupid and that you didn't want to die, you change the course of this person so you could live."

"Wait, you're a-"M/n smiles while holding his hand up to stop Verose from completing his sentence.
"Yes. I plan on fixing that man for the female lead and running away."

"Hahaha, I see we're already on the same page because I had plans to get close to you and aid you in your escape. So now that we are aware of each other, what now? Where could I possibly be placed to help you out?"

"At my side obviously, I don't have a head butler and with your abilities, the position suits you. Might I add the story's description of Verose looks do him great justice. You're a bit of eye candy if I do say so myself."

"How very kind of you. I will serve you well."

"I'll put in for a transfer, you'll be across the hall and next to Tartaglia's room. The head maid is next to my room. We have work to do." The two smirks but from afar, Tartaglia could see Verose smirking! Given that M/n's back was to him. The two stand and of course Verose bows then returns to the field. Tartaglia took this as his cue to return to M/n's side.
"Ah, good timing, Verose will become my head butler. Treat him well like you do with Heidi, as of now I finally have my complete team. Now walk me back to my room, I wish to have tea and something to snack on."

"As you wish."

"Oh? Is my puppy jealous of the new member? You know that I needed a head butler so I could conduct a mission away from home due to her majesties request, right?"Tartaglia doesn't respond so M/n knew that the ginger was jealous. He found it cute but it isn't his place to dwell with the male lead. He had his candidates for when he runs away and settles down.
"My prince."

"Yes?"

"Know that I'll never betray you, I'll never harm you, and I'll kill for you."M/n tenses up a bit from Tartaglia's sudden decree.
"Hm, I believe you but there is doubt in my heart."

"How can I break that doubt?! If you wish, I'll conquer a kingdom on my own for you and make it your playground-"Tartaglia turns to face M/n then drops to his knees; eyes pleading for M/n to believe his every word.
Poor M/n, it was hard to hold out from saying he believes Tartaglia.
I'm weak to a man on his knees... But once again this isn't my place.