The first snow in the eighteenth year of Kaden's reign came later than in previous years, but it fell particularly hard.
In just a few hours, there was half a foot of snow on the ground.
In the morning, Aunt Zoe opened the courtyard door against the cold wind and looked at the thick layer of snow on the road. She took a deep breath and rubbed it on her hands, then raised her legs and stepped out of the threshold with a broom in hand.
Just as she was about to lower her head to sweep the snow, she suddenly saw a man standing in front of the door of the next room.
At this time, there was already a high layer of snow piled on the man's hat and shoulders.
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