Yeesh... the meeting today was awful. You, the Tsaritsa had requested for all the members of the fatui Harbingers to meet up and talk about up coming plans.

But today everyone could sense the cold and menacing atmosphere surrounding you. They had disappointed you, very badly so. So no one dared to open up their months.

Only a chilling silence was heard. But your icy glare made them understand that you wanted silence. You wanted perfection. And they hadn't given you that unfortunately.

"Meeting's dismissed." they heard your stern voice echo in the big quiet room as you stood up, going back to your throne room. Every other Harbinger left and returned to their duties except Pierro. He didn't even care as everyone saw him trailing after you.

You needed some relaxation and comfort. And there wasn't any better person to do so except him. So off he was. To his beautiful lady. His.

He entered your throne room, seeing you on your throne as you swirled around your glass of wine. Looking as thoughtful as ever. Oh gosh how beautiful you looked like this.

He went towards you, getting on one knee as he grabbed your hand almost carefully, as if you were actually made of ice, being the Cryo Archon and kissed your knuckles. His kisses slowly trailing up your hand.

"Your highness, let me soothe your worries. I know we have failed you as Harbingers. But I promise that I'll put them back in their place for you. Just to make you proud once again."

He stayed on his knee, his fur coat pooled against the floor as he stared up at you, his gaze somewhat stern, but at the sight of your gaze looking down at him, it soften just a bit.

No one would believe that Pierro would kneel for anyone. Yet here he was, with his cold and emotionless attitude gone. Replaced with a comfortable silence, his eyes almost giving away his yearning for you.