"Please, hold this violence! The mastermind, I am not, but a common embodiment of winter!" The mastermind the chief maid thought she had found is but a common master.

"A perplexing mistake I seem to have made" The chief maid said, as she made a snowman for the lady of white she had thought was the mastermind.

"Thank you, dear lady! With this coat of snow, no more can anyone throw their knives at me!"

The two became friends, and each year, they would meet and spend their time happily together.