The first thing that attacked Kayden's nose as he made his way into Stephen's chamber was the intoxicating scent of lemon.
Once again, Kayden found himself lost in thought. The heavenly aroma reminded him of untouched nature—pure, soothing, untainted by the world's cruelty.
And then, his eyes finally took in the room's interior. He gasped aloud.
"How didn't I notice this earlier?" he mumbled, his face lit with pure fascination.
Stephen, who had followed closely behind, raised a brow in surprise at Kayden's reaction. No one had ever paid attention to this room, let alone been marveled by it. Yet here was Kayden—captivated, eyes wide with wonder.
