The Emperor’s Daughter Chapter. 85
It’s already in November. Just two more months and I would be three years old. However, my dad who claimed to return in three months still hadn’t shown up. We had a birthday party in September without him, and it made me depressed. He had been gone for a quite long time, but I still haven’t heard from him. Judging from Ferdel’s calmness, he seemed to be playing well in Praetzia too.
“Your snowman looks weird!”
“Your snowman looks weirder!”
In my reply, Graecito swelled his cheek. We were both making snowmen with all the snow piled up in the garden.
When I first asked to make this, Graecito asked me what it was. I looked back at Serira because I was annoyed to explain it, but judging by her ignorance, there seemed to be no snowmen in this world. Of course, I couldn’t give up. It’s like every kid’s fantasy! Now that I was one again, I would love to be the founder of the first snowman in this world.
He rolls a little snowflake at my command. On one side, Serira and E