Next day the silent house was adorned with elegant decor, the sunlight filtering through tall windows that cast warm, golden hues across the polished floors. Kayden and Medusa descended the grand staircase, their footsteps echoing softly in the spacious foyer. Kayden's recovery from the attack had been a quick process, he was finally feeling strong enough to move around.
As they reached the foot of the stairs, a gentle knock on the door drew their attention. Medusa shared a quick glance with Kayden before heading to the entrance, her flowing hair trailing behind her like his shadow.
The door creaked open to reveal Lydia, a close friend of the family. Her eyes lit up as she saw Medusa and Kayden. "Hey there, you two! How is everything going?"
Medusa smiled warmly. "Hello, Lydia. Kayden's doing much better, thank you for asking."
Lydia's gaze shifted to Kayden, concerned with etching her features. "Hey, Kayden. How are you feeling? You made us all worried."
