Footsteps In The Snowdrift. || Arlecchino x Fem!Reader.

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Y/N woke up early the next day, blinded by the rays of the shining dawn's sun. She grumbled, sitting up staring out the window and then down at her hands. She remembered not a thing, her brain was fuzzy and her memories weren't adding up. She then realized she wasn't home, in fact, she was completely naked in the middle of someone's very elegant looking room. She glanced around, examining her surroundings until she noticed the pain brewing up in her womb. She grunted, holding onto it. What exactly happened? Suddenly, a gentle knock came from the door. A sweet feminine voice hummed from behind it, "Lord Arlecchino, I have your breakfast piping hot for you."
The woman beside her grumbled and slowly sat up staring straight at Y/N. "Good morning dear, I trust that yesterday was the most pleased you've ever felt?" Arlecchino smiled softly before placing a kiss on Y/N's forehead. All her memories were returning, she realized she may have made a grave mistake.

"Arlecchino, I didn't think you had such uhm... Techniques." Y/N muttered out, Arlecchino smiled brightly, her eyes closing for a moment. She then spoke, "Well I was saving myself for when a pretty woman such as yourself showed her face." Arlecchino teased and chuckled before the same voice called out again, reminding her to wake up so she could come in and deliver her breakfast.
"Ah, come in." Arlecchino's expression turned serious. Y/N was sweating bullets, who knows what this woman would say when faced with another woman in the lord's bed. She quietly opened the door and brought in a tray of food. "My apologies, if I knew she was sleeping with a future suitor I would've made extra's." The maid bowed elegantly, Arlecchino sure knew how to discipline her staff. She walked away, gently shutting the door behind her.

"So let us eat. I'll let you have half of my waffles, oh and some of the soup. It's called Poisson Sea Food, it's a Fontainian delicacy. It's very delicious, go on and try it." Arlecchino placed down a napkin on Y/N's lap, setting down the utensils neatly in front of her before lowering the tray and setting the soup in front on a platter. Y/N was dumbfounded, what was going on, everything was happening so fast. She was never given such sweet treatment from another person, she felt like a noble. She attempted to speak but was quickly interrupted by Arlecchino which pushed her to have a taste of the soup. Y/N caved and began eating, it was as good as Arlecchino said, but why couldn't she shake the feeling that they were in danger and it was all her fault? She shook off the feeling, after all, she did just sleep with her, might as well stay with her and not leave her like an idiot again. She sighed, before smiling at Arlecchino when finished. "It was actually really good." She covered the empty bowl before pushing the tray aside. "I'm glad it was, my servants work hard in the kitchen to give me the best."

Y/N laid back, feeling the comfy pillows fluffed and ready, like Arlecchino had did it beforehand. Seems like something she'd do, what a gentlewoman. Arlecchino laid next to her pulling her against her chest to rest. "Does your stomach hurt? You look all queasy." She put a delicate hand on Y/N's stomach, gently rubbing it. "Yeah I guess, you didn't really show any mercy last night." Y/N pouted before Arlecchino giggled and kissed her cheek, "Don't be so defiant, you liked it." Arlecchino whispered in her ear. "Like hell I did." Y/N averted Arlecchino's gaze before Arlecchino spoke in a soft purr. "From those sweet whimpers, you're contradicting yourself." Y/N's face heated up before she gripped her pillow and started rapidly hitting her with it while she laughed, "Ah sweet thing, you'd hit me?" Arlecchino pouted, it was kind of adorable seeing a possible murderer like this. She never knew how cute and sweet she was. "Anyday!" Y/N laughed before Arlecchino hit her with another pillow behind her, resulting in a pillow fight.

Hours Later.

Columbina had finally made it to Arlecchino's door, before she was about to knock, however, she noticed a presence behind her. She ducked down before a large claymore could slice her head clean off and punched him in the gut. It was Capitano, so The Tsaritsa knew. She wasn't dying today, the prophecy wasn't yet completed, and nor was she. Columbina stood up before Capitano spoke softly, "You're on Arlecchino's side, I knew it. She's done with you, Columbina. You need to accept that she no longer loves you, or wants you. We can still talk about this before you do something you regret." Capitano's voice was serious but haunting.
Columbina kept her silence before floating up in the air,
"I know my place, you should know yours. You're nothing but a dog under Dottore's command, you are nothing compared to my vast power. No matter how you are ranked, you will always be under me." Wings popped out from her back as she flapped them. "I was never serving the Tsaritsa from the start, I was Arlecchino's. Whatever happened to her happened to me, I lived and I will die with her, no matter how much she hates me or loves me, I will always love and protect her and the people she holds dear. Even that girl Y/N."
Capitano readied himself before launching up at Columbina. She chanted something, and they both disappeared.