"Oh my, you're Tartaglia's wife right? I'm-" yet another noble approached you with a fake smile.

You wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for your deal with Childe. You receive money, while you pretend to be his wife at this ball in Fontaine for his mission.

You grew tired. You walked out and went to the private powder room. Only to find out Childe followed behind you.

"I told you to stay put. Is that too much to ask?" He says, entering the room and locking the door behind him.