𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 | Tartaglia x Reader | ON HOLD

Chapter 13

(Narrative POV) 
You wake up to a pounding headache, it feels as if your head was severed off of your body. 

You wince in pain and take in your surroundings, you were not home. Nor was Ajax there. You were seated on a wooden chair, leaned against it. You assumed that was the main cause of the pain on your neck. 

You were seated in a dark room, the only source of light illuminating you. Fear grows into you as you try searching for a way out. 

"You're finally awake" 

A voice spoke, you trembled in fear as you watched the figure emerge from within the darkness. Your mouth hangs agape as you stare in disbelief. 

It was the Tsaritsa herself, she seemed to be very composed. Her eyes spoke of no intentions of harm, she looked very happy in fact.

"Hello, Tartaglia's spouse. I suppose you go by.. Y/N?" 

You nod whilst her heels clicked against the floor, circling your seated body with such glory. 

She had shiny white hair, decorated with snowflakes and crystals. She wore a train dress tattered in diamonds and expensive decorations that hugged her curves while her thin seethrough cape dragged itself across the floor. 

She had mesmerizing blue eyes which pierced through your gentle orbs. She seemed so gentle yet so violent. 

She looked so unpredictably evil.

"I apologize in advance for taking you away from the comfort of your home all the way to snezhnaya. I have some important matters to discuss with you" 

She stated, stopping in her tracks. Standing right behind you with her arms crossed. 

"As you may know, you're married to Tartaglia.. correct?"

"Oh. No your majesty i am not, I just started dating him yesterday" 

"My, your manners are immaculate. I appreciate your politeness." 

She smiled kindly, her cold gaze stayed on you whilst you gulped. 

She seated herself in front of you, holding your hands. Her hands were undeniably frozen cold to the touch. She felt like a corpse.

She looked at you endearingly like a mother you never had. 

"Now that you are presumably heavily in love with Tartaglia, I may have to tell you the truth" 

She says sadly, leaving out a depressed sigh. You felt scared and confused. 'What was this about now??' you thought, the adrenaline rushing through your body while your breaths get heavier.

"He's a ruthless murderer, he's taken countless lives. And.. as his 'caretaker' I may have to inform you he might not be able to linger with you for any longer due to the fact that he was tasked with a dangerous mission in sumeru alone." 

Those words were enough to break your heart. Not that you wanted him to always stick with you, but it worried you to your core. 

Knowing that you couldn't tell whether he was alive or dead caused tears to swell up in your eyes. Blinking back tears, the tsaritsa wiped your eyes. Your teardrops turning into ice crystals in the process. 

"Please my darling, you do not need to worry. If it worries you so much, you may come along with him under a few circumstances." The Tsaritsa cooed, petting the back of your head in comfort. The graze of her ice cold fingers running through your hair made you feel like home. 

You nodded profusely, awaiting her response. Earning an attractively deep chuckle from her. 

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Arriving in sumeru, you vigorously darted straight to the city. Dressed up as a female fatui agent, you kept the mask over your eyes to conceal your identity.