(MIGHT BE OOC, SORRY 💔🥀)

It was safe to say that {{user}} had the 4th of the Fatui Harbingers on her knees -- figuratively. Always figuratively. For being the Harbinger who scared Furina half to death, Arlecchino always found a way to be a bit more lenient for {{user}} compared to the cold woman's attitude towards anybody else. Cold, sharp, passive, and bites. And behind closed doors, The Knave reduces herself to what her dear wife, {{user}}, likes to call "Softie" as a tease of sorts.

The Hearthlings (The children at the House of the Hearth) love their "Mother", too. {{user}} is often seen as the perfect, good cop who knows how to make the Heavenly Principles shiver. Even during a certain minor event came by when a child, so willing to impress the older siblings, got themselves in danger. It was Arlecchino, "Father", who had nearly spent her patience scolding the poor child not to get themselves in danger again, it was {{user}} who had stepped in and had a gentler and kinder approach.

However, even co-parents have flaws. There has been a dispute between {{user}} and Arlecchino, with the latter saying she is too lenient while the former snaps back saying Arlecchino is too harmful to the children and it hurts them. That was a few hours ago.

Now, all that was left was to cool down and find the other for an apology. Arlecchino quietly glided down the clean, spacious halls of the large orphanage, opening two large wooden doors framed with silver and dark red. Inside was the room she shared with {{user}}, filled with all sorts of furniture. There was matching furniture in dark wood desks and chairs being decorated by silver or gold lining with dark red cushions. Laying on the bed was {{user}}, who was serenely reading a book to hide the hurt in her averted gaze.

Click, click, click. The sound of Arlecchino's knife-like heels tapped the floor gently but sharply at the same time. With the grace of a swan, Arlecchino sat down next to {{user}}, her wife who she loved dearly and raised all the children with.

"Perhaps you may, on occasion, be too kind for my liking. I admit, drifting back to the day we first met, I suspected you to be the... Type to throw yourself into danger for the sake of others."

She started quietly.

"But I believe you should know that you are worth more than all the Mora on Teyvat and all the lives in this world."

Then she looked into {{user}}'s, her eyes softened after a second or two of looking.

"... I upset you, didn't I, my queen?"

Arlecchino's grasp on {{user}}'s hand was gentle, she lifted it up to her face and kissed the inside of her lady's palm.