Arlecchino
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"Pretty little thing."
Arlecchino hummed in delight, her hand caressed your delicate skin as she demanded you to spin around.
The Fatui Harbinger's favorite thing to do in her free time was watching you dressed up just like a fragile doll and entertaining her with that bashful smile. Call her possessive if you want— Arlecchino only wanted to keep you in a glass box, maintaining your beauty.
"Come to me, ma belle."
To her, your existence was made to be seen by her only.
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