Snow, ice, and everything not nice / scaramouche x reader x Childe

Chapter 5 - the Tsaritsa

I'm sorry I haven't posted in a while!! I've been so busy but I'll try and post more!

You and Childe had left early morning to meet with the Tsaritsa.

It was chilly, you followed close to Childe making sure you wouldn't freeze. A sigh escaped your lips as you arrived at the place you were meeting the Tsaritsa.

The walls were covered in ice, it looked like an ice palace. The giant wooden door creaked as you entered the building.

Ice ran up the walls and dangled down in crystals as you walked down.

"The Tsaritsa will meet us at her throne, I hope she accepts you." Childe smiled.

"She's a beautiful lady. Kind to us as well." Childe said happily.

You walked a little further, reaching a room that held a giant throne at the very back. The room held a giant table with chairs, and multiple pictures along the walls.

You recognized one of the pictures on the wall as Childe.

Beneath the picture you read:

Childe 11 of the Fatui Harbingers.

You realized all of the pictures on the wall were of the Harbingers.

You noticed a lady sitting at the very end on the room on the throne.

The Tsaritsa.

You inhaled slowly, walking towards her with Childe.

Childe bowed in front of her, you copied him.

Looking up at the woman, you noticed how pale she was, her skin was like snow and her eyes were like ice.

"What is your name dear?" She said, her silky voice surrounding you.

"Y/N, your highness." You said, you'd remember Childe telling you to refer to her as if she was royalty.

The Tsaritsa smiled slightly before she spoke again.

"What business do you have here?" She asked, stepping down from her throne to gently grab your chin.

Her hands were like ice, you almost shivered. You looked into her icy eyes as you responded.

"I wish to join the fatui, I wish to become a cicin mage." You said, trying your hardest to not show the fear that stormed your stomach as she looked at you doubtfully.

"You wish to join the fatui hm?" She repeated, dropping your chin and sitting back on her throne.

"Yes." You said quickly.

You looked over at Childe, his head still bowed as he spoke.

"I will take her under my care, or Scaramouche I have already spoken to him and he has agreed to to do so." Childe said calmly.

You've heard little about Scaramouche, only that he is extremely brutal. Was he a friend of Childes?

The Tsaritsa thought for a moment before she nodded slowly.

"Yes that sounds good, Scaramouche will take her under his care, she will join the cryo cicin mages. You are dismissed, go find Scaramouche, your training starts immediately." She spoke, releasing some snowlike powder from her lips as she dismissed you both.

Once you and Childe were out of sight of The Tsaritsa, you hugged Childe.

"Thank you!" You exclaimed wrapping your arms around him.

Childe laughed and patted your head.

"It's no big deal, but I think I should explain this place to you." He said, pulling you to a warmer area with more chairs.

"This is the fatui headquarters." He started slowly.

"The room we were just in is where we go to eat, speak with The Tsaritsa, and discuss big missions." Childe explained.

You nodded and he continued.

"I'm going to take you to where all the Harbingers live, we have our own places to sleep, they're pretty nice." Childe smiled before continuing,

"After that Scaramouche will most likely take you to the training grounds. We got here early morning, the rest of the cicin mages will be out training in about 30 minutes." Childe told you. You assumed you were going to train with the rest of the cicin mages today.

"After that, come find me and I'll show you to where all the cicin mages live, its not far from here and it's where you will be staying." You nodded as Childe grabbed your hand and took you back out into the hallway and basically dragged you to another section of the building.

Childe stopped in front of a door not far from where you were sitting earlier

He knocked slowly.

You heard footsteps approach the door. You took a deep breath, almost scared of what was on the other side of the door.

Is this Scaramouches door? You asked yourself. Yes of course it was what a stupid question. You mentally slapped yourself.

The door creaked slowly as it opened.