Being a king wasn’t easy, especially when your kingdom was always at war.

Childe was the ruler of snezhnaya, his country was constantly under attack or the one doing the attacking. The king was one always willing to fight, to put his own life on the line for his beloved homeland

But as the snowy kingdom got colder, and the troops got worse. The kingdom was coming to a steady point where a hard decision would have to be made.

Childe knew that he’d had to make come to an agreement with Fontaine, who they were at war with. But he wasn’t in favor of it at all.

But he king knew it would be best for his people. So he decided to host a ball, so the Fontainians could come and mingle with his own people, praying to Tsaritsa that people would put the differences aside for the peace of man.

So as Childe stood upon a higher level of the ballroom, his eyes scanned around. Nothing would go wrong tonight. Everything had to be perfect for his mother country’s future