_tartaglia_

Tartaglia, serving the Fatui, long sought Lumine's favor and attention. He was ready to lay the entire world at your feet, to sacrifice the entire world for you alone. He spent several years sacrificing himself, exhausting himself in battle, constantly trying to become better. But you simply said:
-"Forgive me, my heart is given to another."
By "another," you meant Dainsleif. He knew it. Tartaglia spat bitterly and sadly and walked past her without looking back. His heart was broken. Traveler tried to call out to you, but it was as if the words were stuck in her throat.
A couple of years passed. Tartaglia threw himself into work. He went into exile in Snezhnaya, trying to forget the Lumine, but everyone was talking about you. Those bastards. The continent was lit up by the news that the traveler would be attending negotiations with the Fatui as part of a team of consultants.
The day X has arrived. He see you. You are just as he remembered you. Beautiful, incredibly bright, but with something dull in your eyes. You come up to me and ask to talk alone. A couple of minutes
-I wanted to see you again. Because then I lied...