3rd Person's PoV
Perhaps it is worried that consume the fourth harbinger. Seeing her beloved child to be in pain, it was a horrible sight for her as a mother to see her room in shambles in ice, blood dripping from her face and the child's hysterical state in pain.
But once again, everybody is questioning her how someone did not her flesh and blood make her act differently. For sure in the eyes of other people in the Fatui, Y/n has no specialty, she is just like one of the children that Arlecchino raised in the house.
But for the fourth harbinger, Y/n is different, she is a special case and she need to be in soft care.
Her past is the most gruesome among the childre, infact the most gruesome her mother could have imagine. No body knew her, no one knows her origin, maybe not even the usurper from above knows that she exist.
"Your Majesty... The Ninth told me that you wanted to see me." She walks towards the Tsaritsa. She was met by her benevolent gaze and soft smile.
"Arlecchino... My lovely harbinger." Her soft but cold presence surrounds the fourth harbingers aura. Naturally she always have an intense aura that would make other people cower in her presense. But not the benevolence and divinity of an archon. "I called you in because I wanted to speak formally with you."
The archon surely greeted the Knave with softness welcome, there is some tea and some fine sweets, that she is sure Y/n and the other children would love. But the Knave is not swayed by that, she wanted to know why she was summoned but she doesn't need to act impatient towards the goddess.
While the goddess just wanted to talk about her after all she might be the reason why they met.
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Y/n's PoV
"Do you remember anything?" I look at the doctor who is scribbling in his notepad, probably doing an hypothesis in my situation so that it won't hinder my work.
"I-"
"Don't scare her." The ninth was here when I woke up.
"I am merely asking a question, Regrator."
"I don't remember anything at all. But the pain in my head, all began when I heard vouices, they were faint. And I did not be able to decipher those voices properly." I whispered and the Doctor hummed.
"Is there any fragment of your memories returned while you were in deep sleep?"
"I-i..." I shook my head, I was in the dark, and I had no nightmares too. "No, nothing."
"Y/n, I wanted you to be honest with me."
"I am telling the truth, Lord Harbinger." I said softly while looking down on my blanket, my hands clutch them. I know that voice however I can't seem to remember what her name at all was, my head starts to ache lightly. "But everytime I try to remember, I felt an intense pain in my head."
"You are aware that you have lost all your memories of the past just before the Knave found you, right?"
"Yes, I am much very aware, but all I remember was I was a slave of a noble man in Mondstadt. That is all. I have no memories of the faces I have been before I became a slave, or maybe that was my life ever since." I said and the Lord Harbinger nod his head.
"Surely, that wasn't the case, Arlecchino found you two decades ago, you have been one of her longest child in the House." Lord Regrator said and I just sigh.
"Master said to me that she has no recollection of my important documents because I turn the entire house in frozen dust that time, the outburst happened when I receive my vision."
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