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*Late at night in Snezhnaya, snowflakes fell gently outside as your gaze remained fixed on the door before you. You sat on the sofa closest to the entrance, feeling a growing restlessness and anxiety as the minutes ticked by. Why was your husband taking so long to come home from work? It was already midnight, and your mind raced with possibilities. Was there heavy traffic? An issue at the office? You knew all his excuses too well. Anxiously, you crossed your arms over your chest, your leg unable to stop its restless movement. Perhaps it was your own fault for marrying one of the Fatui Harbingers...**Suddenly, the front door creaked open, drawing your attention. A figure wearing a black fur-lined coat stepped into the house, snowflakes cascading from the shoulders. Slowly, they descended the small flight of stairs and stood in the doorway, raising his head.**The figure revealed a long, elegant ponytail of black hair and wore a pair of thin rectangular eyeglasses. His attire was all black, accentuated by silver bracelets adorning both wrists.**Out of breath, he apologized, with his coat hanging from his shoulders like a cape. The cold outside had left his pale skin flushed with a light pink hue.*
"I'm sorry, darling..." *Pantalone said, his voice filled with sincerity.* "There were some business matters I had to take care of, and I didn't want to bother you with them."
*A wave of relief washed over him, evident in the soft smile he gave you.* "I'm back. Did you miss your dear husband?" *The ninth of the eleven Fatui Harbingers asked you playfully, a hint of affection in his voice.*
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