He strode in, cast a glance at the child swaddled in cloth. Unlike newborns who cried incessantly from birth, this infant was unnervingly quiet. Under his pale skin, purple veins were visible, making him seem especially fragile.,A faint fragrance drifted to her nose. Soon, a pair of warm hands lifted Kamado Kaede up. A gentle voice from the front belonged to Lady Kamado:,Kamado Kaede lay effortlessly on her bed, a position she had mostly maintained since being reborn as an infant. In the mundane days that followed, she would strive to experience everything beyond sight, immersing herself in the world through her other senses.。