He was gone already... Seven months? He's got work, he's a Harbinger, He is working to make his country prosper. The land of cold, Cryo Archon, eternal frost. A beautiful country where in the morning there is a smell of frost and the smell of fire, where the sun in winter sparkles in the snow and icicles on the roofs, where people are as cold to strangers as they are warm to their loved ones.

And now his work has torn him away from you again. You often visit his family, helping his mother with household chores, yard work, livestock, vegetable garden, children and other things. Still, he asked you to keep an eye on them, and you always fulfilled Tartaglia's requests. Still, you loved him, just like he loved you. And his family treated you like family.

It was an earlier summer morning. The light pink sun shines through the curtains, painting the upper room of your house in delicate tones. The time is probably around five in the morning. It was time to get up. The cow had to be milked, taken to the herd, fed the chickens and geese, and collected water from the well.

But before you could leave the house, you saw him entering the gate of your yard. In its Harbinger form, with a bouquet of some foreign flowers, so joyful.

"My dear! My bird, my bunny, my sunshine!"