The head of the house remained silent, showing little disappointment but certainly not much joy either.,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.,Kamo Kaede lived her days with such beautiful fantasies, until one day she overheard the maids chatting amongst themselves.。