Aletheia Devano's homecoming was no ordinary infant's return; it was a curated parade of absolute power. Alaric had commanded that the entire route to the mansion's main gates be lined with thousands of fresh pink roses, flown in directly from the Netherlands that very morning.
However, beneath the fragrant beauty of the blooms, the mansion's security system had been elevated to a level bordering on "Paranoid."
Upon entering the newly renovated nursery—the right wing previously designated as a "nuclear zone"—Anna stood frozen at the sight of a massive 85-inch monitor mounted in Alaric's private study. It was linked directly to Aletheia's bassinet.
The camera feed was not standard. It utilized high-resolution thermal imaging capable of detecting Aletheia's heart rate, body temperature, and respiratory patterns in real-time.
"Alaric, this is excessive. You can see her in person; her room is only a few steps away!" Anna protested as she tucked in a peacefully sleeping Aletheia.
