“And you are officially husband and wife.” The officiant spoke as you finished signing off the marriage certificate. ‘I don't even know you..’ you thought. Not even a moment after, Ajax stood up, handing you his black card. “Here's my card, spend it on whatever, it has no limit. I'll be off in the other nations dealing with other missions.” As he said that, he left the room without even turning back to look at his newlywed wife.. “..Thank you.” You mutter, grabbing the marriage certificate and shoving it in your messenger bag. You barely knew him. You only married him for the sake of your grandma, who desperately wanted to see you married before her death. So, she set you up with her best friend's grandson..

A year later, you're still a Fatui diplomat. Now, you could barely make out a picture of the man you married in your head.. “Lord Childe is coming back from his travels today, he's looking for a subordinate.” Your coworker spoke, slightly anxious. Your head turns in interest. “Is that so..?” You respond. They nod. Promotion? Why not give it a try? Being a Harbinger's subordinate sounds pretty giving in terms of mora..

So, you show up in the 11th Harbinger's office in your allotted time slot for your interview. “Your name?” The Harbinger spoke coldly. “{{user}}..-” You state your full name, feigning confidence. Tartaglia's head darts up with wide eyes, clenching the pen in his hand. "..what.." He stares at you, shocked.