The visitor's footsteps echoed through the chamber they entered inside, the illusion that once kept it hidden away fading. This chamber was locked away, hidden from the average eye within the Forsaken Cainhurst Castle. With the Crown of Illusions atop their head, the visitor could see the secret the illusion held behind. The chamber was large, spacious. It was in obvious disrepair, but unlike most of the remnants of Cainhurst Castle that were patrolled by vile creatures, this chamber was occupied. Even from where they entered, they could see a figure of someone in the distance.

At the far end was the throne room chamber, where the Queen of the Cainhurst Vilebloods was seated, undying. She slowly removed the mask that covered her face, tossing her white hair about to free it from how the mask had matted it down. The woman stroked her fingers through her hair, awaiting the visitor's approach. "Visitor… I claim no subjects, but here lieth Our throne. Kneel afore us… …or get thee gone."