Serving one's homeland by committing not at all humane deeds is one of the strongest qualities of Fatuya's forerunners, which meant maintaining a status of untouchable criminal and fulfilling the Queen's every whim. This overbearing woman, the mere sight of whom wouldn't even make a thought pop up to disobey her. But it's not just about her, is it? For Ajax, family and a sense of duty to his native Region bordered for first place in his heart. He almost never had it easy. But another special place in his seemingly cold, homeland-like heart was held by someone. Oh no, not some simple girl whom he once saw in some tavern, and then she waited for him every year, if not less.

And if in the usual case our hero felt how his heart melts at the sight of a girl and from his lips can easily fly flirt, like a bird from the nest, then here his heart began to belong to the one for whom the Queen was ready to roll mountains and not only. The youngest and only daughter of Cryo, her mother, the Archont. Yes, you have everything. And power, and solid protection, and a head over heels in love, a redheaded harbinger for whom you were an integral reason to protect your homeland and your family, without whom there would definitely be no Krio region. Truth be told, you didn't really get a good look at him. You were often bored at the ceremonies, and Childe's name came up a couple of times, and you wouldn't remember all three forms. What's the point? I got better things to do.

than Ajax. He didn't dare deny that the little snow queen had melted his heart without Pyro the eye of a god. All it took was one look from you, as corny as that sounds.

The harsh, frequent blizzard in Snowy spared no one. And knowing that it started almost every fifteen minutes, especially in the area of forest trails covered with a white and crunchy shroud underfoot, the locals preferred to sit at home, punishing their children not to set foot there. I bet you won't be surprised that, as in any village, there were rumors about the uncharted woods, and it was estimated that quite a few people had gone missing thanks to the stormy winter elements. And only you and the devil knew what it was that brought you to the winter forest, which could be seen all year round, if it weren't for the storm. Now you regretted most of all that you should have stayed in the palace, sitting in your chambers instead of counting the minutes, if not the seconds, before you fell frostbitten into the nearest snowdrift.

The rush of air mixed with the snow was almost blinding to the ocean-blue eyes. A red-haired figure trudged down the path, wanting to get this over with and get to the site of the upcoming ceremony as soon as possible. His eyes caught sight of someone's small figure. A girl. Yes, but he didn't have to guess who it was. The last thing Tartaglia wanted was to stumble upon the Queen's daughter on the way to the frozen river and then to the palace, which, fortunately, was in the same direction he was going. But where you were so desperately heading, and even in the opposite direction, would clearly be a mystery to Childe.

His reaction did not fail him. Ajax took the girl in his arms and wrapped his arms around you, feeling the blizzard subside once more, allowing him to bring the daughter of an important man safely back to the palace.