Dangerous loyalty『Tartaglia x MR』

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Tʜᴇ ʙᴀɴϙᴜᴇᴛ ᴘᴛ.2

After the official announcement and greetings of the newest concubine Cyno, he takes his seat with the others and familiarizes himself with the others. The banquet follows as planned and M/n continues to make his rounds before eventually approaching his mother calmly with a smile only she could see on his face. She glares harshly at the male, unaware that those attending could see the scowl on her face.
"Mother, shouldn't you be talking to the Nobles who took time out of their hectic schedules to join this rushed banquet? From what I heard many nobles had to abandon their work to attend since the banquet was pushed forward a few days. The least you can do is apologize for the inconveniences you've caused-"

"You dare tell me what to do!?"

"It's just a suggestion, your highness."M/n smirks at the woman as she gripped the arms of her seat. Of course, M/n assumed this woman wouldn't be dumb enough to strike him in front of everyone but he was wrong this time around. As M/n makes a move to leave, her hand strikes out to hit him. A bit surprised, he forgot to keep moving back so that she'd miss but instead of M/n getting slapped, Pantalone was quick enough to pull M/n back to receive the frost-bitting slap. The sound bounces off the walls of the banquet hall, effectively gaining everyone's attention.

Not only that, the look in M/n's eyes was blank, a long-forgotten memory forced its way to the surface when seeing Pantalone's blood, she had hit him hard enough for her nails to break the skin.
"Your majesty!? Are you alright?"M/n could hear Pantalone but he couldn't respond, this wasn't the first time the Tsaritsa hurt Pantalone in front of M/n. It was much worse than this. He could see Pantalone and feel that he was attempting to get his attention but his body wouldn't move an inch as the memory of a bloody Pantalone overlapped with the present-day version.

The horrible silence of the banquet hall finally snaps M/n out of his trance, with a shaky sigh he calls for Baizhu to heal Pantalone, and without anything else to say he immediately leaves the hall for fresh air. Tartaglia soon follows without protest from the others.
"Your majesty!-"Tartaglia calls out when he finds the man pacing back and forth. After a few attempts, he finally managed to get M/n to stop moving.
"Hey look at me!"

"I-I..."

"You're okay...She won't hurt anyone the way she did in the past, you'll change everything when you take over...I know it.."

"How do you know-"

"Pantalone told me about what happened all those years ago. How she had sir Capitano beat Pantalone and made you watch...I knew he wasn't lying, the look of fear as he stood next to Capitano was real. Your majesty- No, M/n. You must get revenge for everyone that suffered at her hands.."Tartaglia cuffs M/n's cheek, making sure his lover was looking him in the eye. His words calm M/n and the male places his hands over Tartaglia's.
"You're right...Thank you. I know that must of shocked you a bit.."M/n pulls the ginger down and into a sweet kiss. However, Tartaglia wanted a bit more. Knowing that M/n's time would be occupied by Diluc and probably Cyno pretty soon. He deepens the kiss causing M/n to chuckle a bit.
"You're such a needy pup."

"Only for you, your majesty~ Let's return to the hall, the nobles and royals are quite worried about you."

"Hehe, let them worry. She caused this issue herself this time, I wasn't going to do anything until the end of the banquet but she dug her grave...I now have plans to take even more than the throne, I'll take all of her Harbingers. I have a new mission for you, Tartaglia. I need information on all of the other eight Harbingers, especially what it will take to make them turn their eyes from her highness to me."Tartaglia kneels, takes M/n by the hand, and kisses his knuckles.
"Anything for you, may the ice immortalize  your success."

"Our success. It's not just me who needs this, the people of Snezhnaya and Khaenri'ah need this."