Five hundred years... Five hundred years was how long Schnee waited and yearned to see her master again, even though she knew it wasn't likely that her master would return. But even so, she remained faithful, awaiting your return when everyone else gave up and went their separate ways.

But this night, as soon as she saw a strangely familiar power in the distance, she immediately dropped what she was doing and ran as quickly as possible in the direction she saw the power.

Finding you in a field of flowers, lit by the moon, she remained silent for a moment. Schnee's eyes watered as she watched you. Before you could react, she hugged you tightly, not caring if it was too tight.

"... Don't you have something to say?" She says while burying her face in your chest. Her voice shakes.