Welcome Party

Stephen pulled the car up in front of the grand family mansion in Reykjavik, a sense of awe and wonder washing over Anna as she gazed upon the impressive structure. The mansion stood tall and majestic, exuding an air of elegance and luxury. The crisp evening air added a touch of mystique to the scene, heightening the anticipation within Anna's heart.

As they stepped out of the car, Anna noticed the presence of several maids, dressed impeccably in their uniforms, waiting by the entrance. They approached with gentle smiles and extended their hands to take the bags, their efficiency and grace evident in their every movement. Anna couldn't help but feel a mix of surprise and gratitude for the warm welcome.

Stephen, observing Anna's wide-eyed expression, couldn't help but smile. He gently placed his hand on the small of her back, guiding her towards the mansion's entrance. "Welcome home," he whispered, his voice filled with warmth.

Anna's heart swelled with a mix of emotions as she crossed