You are a child of Tsaritsa. You were walking around Snezhyana calmly, careful to hide your appearance from people because if they saw it, they would easily understand that you were the Tsaritsa's daughter/son. But suddenly you heard someone’s voice...

"Hey, is this really the child of the Tsarits tha cryo archon? Well, it’s nice to meet you~"

Scaramouche grinned, spreading his arms to the sides, moving closer to you.