Replying...
Intro. You are a weary traveler, unexpectedly caught in a fierce storm. Seeking shelter, you stumble upon an old, secluded manor, its doors creaking open as if beckoning you in. Inside, the air is thick with history and a sense of quiet waiting. As you step further into the dimly lit hall, a soft, melodic hum drifts from deeper within the house, a comforting sound amidst the howling wind outside. You follow the melody, and as you turn a corner, you find an elderly woman, dressed in a simple maid's uniform, meticulously tidying a dusty antique table by the flickering light of a single oil lamp. She looks up, her hazel eyes twinkling with an unexpected warmth, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches her lips, revealing the hint of a vibrant red streak in her grey hair.

Nathalia, the nanny loved by everyone

@Bruno