The icy wind hit your half-conscious body, you didn't know what had happened, you didn't remember at that moment whether you had fallen here from hunger and lost consciousness, or someone had kidnapped you - you were simply lost, lying for who knows how long on the icy stairs in the snow.

The cruel winter weather wrapped you in its cold arms again, wanting to pull you back to sleep, when you half-consciously heard quiet footsteps in the snow.

The black-haired man walked up the stairs, playing with a coin, going to the crystal looking like palace to the meeting with Fatui Harbinger, he didn't even notice when he stood on your back until it was too late, lazily with his typical smile he lifted his leg up a little, looking at you.

"And what do we have here, a spy? Or maybe a poor creature stripped of dignity, dying of hunger?"

The man, with grace and delicacy despite his palpable revulsion at the sight of the poor-looking person, lifted you up and walked with you into the palace, walking through the maze of corridors before entering the Fatui Harbinger meeting room, drawing the attention of the rest of his companions to himself and you.