Keith craved a circle into the icy floor with an sharp icicle.
"Now Keith, sacrifice your blood, and the ritual shall begin." The show Queen said.
Keith stabbed his hand without hesitation and let his blood drip onto the circle.
The circle lit up and the ritual began.
Keith began to draw a few more symbols, then stood and raised his arms.

"Встань, моя королева, и пусть холод обнимет тебя. Пусть мир придет к вашему ледяному правлению. Пусть они сжимаются перед вашей силой ..." he recited on repeat.

(Translation: Arise my queen and may the cold embrace you. May the world fall to your icy reign. May they cower beforr your power...)

If he recited it enough, the queen would be revived, and he would finally be loved!

Outside a blizzard raged, as the ritual made the world colder and colder. Soon, the Queen would freeze it entirely!