Amelie's first day at Gerard's mansion began with a mixture of apprehension and uncertainty. As North guided her through the luxurious hallways, she couldn't help but feel the opulence of her surroundings. The scent of freshly cut flowers and polished wood greeted her senses, creating a stark contrast to her previous life.
Amelie walked with her white cane, her steps hesitant as she adjusted to the grandeur of the mansion. She could hear the soft echo of her footsteps on the marble floors and the distant hum of conversation. Her sense of touch was her guide, and she carefully traced her fingertips along the intricately carved wall panels as she walked, trying to memorize the layout of the house.
North was a silent presence beside her, respectful of her need to familiarize herself with th
