Chapter 3

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Sneznhaya

Four years before the Traveller's journey

About The Lover - The Regrator
"The tenth seat? The Lover resides in that place, although she doesn't bother with socializing with any other members of the organisation. She does her duties well enough and as a business partner, she keeps her deals. I couldn't care how she acts otherwise."
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Apparently, Tartaglia was serious about starting the journey right then and there. Of course, he was because he was insane. She had already established that fact ever since he showed up at her door drenched in icy water.

"I know I said I wanted to walk, but if you keep dawdling I'll mistake you for a slug."

Innamorati dragged her boots through the snow, leaving one single trail even though it was barely an inch high. She wanted to sleep. She wanted a nap, and she usually hated naps. It had already been a long day and it felt like it was only getting longer. She was going to kill him.

After the meeting, she had immediately been dragged out the palace doors and down the cobblestone path. Not a chance for her to grab anything or prepare.

Only a day had passed, and she was already over this.

They didn't even bring a tent. They had to sleep on lower-hanging trees while one kept watch. The only positive to that was they didn't have to waste time putting up and taking down a tent.

It was cold. And she was tired.

Why did she have to get paired with the energetic one? He was probably the only Harbinger who actually liked going out. Not that she talked to the others to find out.

Tartaglia was many paces in front of her, trekking through the white landscape like a champ. Every once and a while, he would turn to make sure she was at least following, which was annoying, but he was just as quick to keep going.

"The offer still stands, you know."

"I'd rather succumb to rabid wolves than be carried like a maiden in distress."

"Real grumpy one, aren't you."

"Shush. No more talking. Focusing on walking."

She wasn't looking forward to weeks of walking.

'Oh, Sumeru. Please be closer than you actually are.' She wanted that boat.

They travelled like this until the sky began to darken from behind the heavy Sneznhayan clouds. Yippee. Another night in a tree. She sat on a large rock, her hands on her knees as she sighed.

"I'm hungry." She stated. It wasn't really supposed to do anything, she just said it because she could. Childe looked at her from his tree branch. It was her turn to keep watch, not that he would sleep anyway. He wouldn't dare miss any action.

"Go catch something then."

"How."

"Don't you have a weapon with you?"

Of course she had a weapon, she just didn't think catching something like a rabbit needed a whole sword.

Something tapped against her shoulder and she looked over to see Tartaglia holding out a small bundle of arrows.

"You can use my bow, but we have to trade. I'm not staying here without a weapon." The Lover frowned. She wasn't very good with a bow, but it was the most sensible action. And she doubted he would be able to use her weapon. He couldn't be talented with everything surely.

She summoned her sword in front of her, flickers of light, causing the small area to glow. Her companion followed suit, the same thing happening, and they swapped.

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