The air was very cold, and the wind carried flying snowflakes. An old man with a cane walked with difficulty. Every time he turned his head, he looked toward the palace roof, which was always surrounded by crows.
Although the weather was harsh and the air was freezing, several crows could still be seen flying before slipping into the gaps in the palace roof to warm themselves.
The old man sighed, steam rising from his nose and lips. He walked slowly along the edge of the road, then stopped in front of a candy store.
Inside, several children in thick jackets were shouting at each other to get candy. Their cheerful voices made the gloomy atmosphere a little brighter. Added to that was Lilian's enthusiastic voice, which made the place feel even livelier.
The old man entered, tapping his wooden cane lightly to shake off the snow stuck to it.
Lilian looked at him and gave a small smile before returning to serve the impatient little girls in front of her.
