AMELIA
"Look," Audrey smiled, dragging me by the hand through the main hall of the castle to show me all the decorations for that night's party. "Astrid and I picked them out! All of them! Do you like them?"
"They're splendid," I complimented her, taking her in my arms so that she would not tire. Despite her cheerfulness, she was still recovering from her fever and under antibiotics - I didn't want her to get too tired and fall sick again.
"There are snowflakes too!" she exclaimed, pointing her finger up to the ceiling, from which hung candles, stars, and snowflakes. "We put them up earlier because Mommy likes them so so much and Astrid said Mommy is a little sad today ..."
"I'm sure your mom will absolutely love them," I reassured her, straining to smile.
I hated seeing that conf
