After I Got Pregnant With The Hero’S Baby, I Ran Away With The Ball. Chapter 4

The peaks of the Extreme North were perpetually covered in wind and snow. Faintly breathing plum blossoms hung from the branches, only three or two scattered flowers remaining. A person stood with their hands clasped behind their back beneath the tree, gazing up at the cold plums swaying in the wind. After an unknown amount of time, a black figure silently knelt behind him. The person, who had been still as a statue, moved, turning his head to look at the newcomer and asking, "How was the task…