Two hours after their family gathering, the Bonaparte siblings had returned to their routine administrative tasks. Despite being in Paris, they couldn't avoid their responsibilities over their respective domains.
Daphne Bonaparte, however, was struggling to find her place amidst it all. She walked down the hallway with heavy steps, her mood clearly low. Her two personal maids, Elise and Maria, followed behind her, exchanging concerned looks and trying to figure out what was bothering their charge.
"Your Imperial Highness," Maria ventured cautiously, her voice laced with concern as she addressed the young princess. "May we inquire if something troubles you? Since departing from the drawing room, you have seemed somewhat… dispirited.
Maria continued, trying to gently prod Daphne to open up about what was troubling her.
"Your Imperial Highness, you've been awfully quiet. Is there something on your mind that you'd like to talk about?"
