Dangerous loyalty『Tartaglia x MR』

XI

Tʜᴇ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇ ᴀs ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴠᴏʏ?!

"I greet her highness the Tsaritsa."M/n recites as he lowers himself to the cool marble flooring. His mother signs, then askes for M/n to stand.
"What do I owe the pleasure?"

"I have a request, your highness."

"Speak."

"I wish to travel to Inazuma on business, I believe it is time we trade with the Narukami Ogosho. As of late, merchants have been struggling to provide certain materials that we need here in Snezhnaya. If I go and speak with her, I'm sure we can gain much more than a trade partnership."M/n swallows dryly after he finishes. This plan was only made so that he could both buy time and meet one of the male candidates he had his eyes on; Tohma. He figured that the queen would have to say yes to the reason he gave.
"Are you mad?! My son being sent into another kingdom as an envoy?!"

"Your highness, please consider that I am a member of the Fatui. I am not the prince with that status hanging over me."

"But you are my son, not an envoy."

"Your highness, the Narukami Ogosho does not know of how I look. There shouldn't be a problem. Just knowing that I come from a powerful kingdom should be my leverage."The queen taps her fingers against her lap. This wasn't what she had expected when hearing that M/n wanted to speak with her.
"Hmph! Ever since that man died, you changed..."

"....That man was my father and the father of this kingdom..."

"Tsk! Humans die, it's a part of life! He chose mortality over immortality. It's his fault at the end of the day and yet, you became cold like the ice wall behind our castle."M/n bit his inner cheek until it bleeds, he didn't enjoy this woman speaking ill of his father, though not his real father the memories of the body were enough for him to tell that the man was everything he could have wanted.
"......"

"M/n?"The queen calls out to him but M/n stays quiet; hair casting a shadow over his face. The two were locked in a game of silence now, neither speaking a word to the other. Soon she felt bad for her words but didn't know how to fix it.
"*Sigh* Fine, I'll allow you to travel to Inazuma. Your head maid, butler, and Harbinger will accompany you on your journey."

"As her highness wishes."

"You are dismissed."

"May the ice immortalize her highness glory..."M/n strides straight out of the room, slamming the door behind him and he leans against it.
Why is she so fucking annoying! Was she jealous of the relationship? Was it because M/n and his father had a better relationship? Or is it that I no longer call her mother? She needs to pick a fucking struggle before I pick one for her! Fuck she's like that woman from the orphanage, wanted me to call her mother but was awful to me... Wanted me to stay but said I owed her money for taking care of me when it was her job!
M/n was annoyed to no end, he knew that the queen didn't truly care for her son, she just wanted it to seem like she did.
"Your majesty?"M/n jump's from his train of thought when a voice calls out, it was of course Tartaglia.

And from the ginger's point of view, he saw his master at his weakest; tears in his eye and annoyance on his face.

"Your majesty, shall we move to your room?"M/n whips his tears away and follows after Tartaglia without a word because he knew going on a tangent here would make things worse but once in the room, M/n drones on until there wasn't anything left to rant about.

However, his tears didn't stop and this causes the room to nearly freeze. Luckily Tartaglia was used to the cold but lit the fireplace in case the room temperature became too low for his body to take.
"...Are you alright?"

"I should be asking you that question, your majesty. It seems as if you and the queen have truly fallen on hard times.."

"It's been like this for sixty years now..."

"I often forget how old you are."M/n chuckles a bit though he had to think a lot about how old his favorite character was since it wasn't revealed until he died.
"Being a hundred is tough, hmm I believe I was ninety years old when I found you. Has it really been ten years since that day?"M/n asked while dropping himself on the couch. Tartaglia nods, feeling his nostalgia kick in, M/n's room hasn't changed in ten years. He could still remember the head maid from before draping covers over his shoulder to keep him warm.
"Ah, yes. I remember our first meeting fondly. You save me when I was abandoned during that unexpected snowstorm and brought me here. Then you appointed me as your guard many days later. Thus I trained harder than anyone and became the strongest man in the Fatui; A Harbinger."Tartaglia leans his head down and M/n took that as a sign that he wanted affection, so he pets the ginger curls with a sweet smile.