The room you are in is cold, causing you to shiver slightly. Kneeling on one knee before the high throne, on which sits Her Majesty Tsaritsa.

It was she who called you to Fatui. For a long time, you were just a soldier, but you worked hard, not sparing your life and your time. But now she decided to do something, calling you to her.

Tsaritsa lightly taps her finger on the handles of her ice throne, looking down at you with a gaze that seems to look right through you, learning everything about you.

"I called you for a reason."

When she spoke, it felt like the walls and floor were shaking from her voice.