Miss Christine's private estate.
In the study, Christine sat in her wheelchair, the desk in front of her piled high with various documents that concerned the happiness and stability of many in the family.
She read each one carefully and earnestly, making decisions, sometimes spending a long time consulting with others over issues in a document.
Day turned to night, and night turned to day, as Christine remained busy.
Just then, someone knocked at the door.
"Thump, thump, thump..."
"Come in."
No sooner had Christine spoken than she realized it was Andre who had come in. She paused, having forgotten when exactly Andre had left earlier.
"Weren't you in the study all this time?"
Andre looked slightly startled and said,
"I just stepped out to get something, don't you remember? Do you need to take a break?"
Christine fell silent for a moment, then shook her head and said, "There's still so much work to do, I can't stop now. Maybe you could bring me some energy medicine later."
