Childe stood in front of two stone doors, taking a deep breath before pushing the doors open and entering the stone building which is circular in shape.

The inside is one large room and inside sits a frozen throne in the middle of the room as frost covers the walls and floor, creeping up onto the ceiling as well.

Multiple chunks of ice protrude from the walls and floor, a strong, icy aura emanating from The Tsaritsa as she sits upon her throne.

Childe closes the door and takes a few steps inside before getting on his knee and bowing his head.

"Your majesty..."

Is all he says, looking down at the ground. He can feel his heart thump quickly due to the reason he's here being unknown to him while also being in the presence of The Tsaritsa.