Glades Horne descended from the top floor to the first floor, pausing at the Main House door. A soft look in his eyes and a smile on his lips, he watched his excited wife. He had stopped spreading the cheese powder, so the "snow" soon ceased to fall.
The Courtyard was still blanketed in white.
Creating fake snow was easy, but cleaning it up was a bit troublesome. However, with many servants in the Horne Family, the task was completed rather quickly.
"Glades, how did you do it?" Julia asked, walking back to him, her face beaming with surprise and delight.
"It's cheese powder. When cooled and scattered from a height, it becomes like fake snow," Glades explained with a faint smile.
