The day blossomed under a fine sunny sky, casting a radiant glow upon everything it touched—the golden rays of sunshine filtered through the windows, illuminating the mansion with warmth. The cheerful weather outside was a stark contrast to the gloomy atmosphere that had lingered within the mansion's walls.
Amidst the rejuvenating ambience, Ayden couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of energy and vitality. The sun's gentle embrace seemed to invigorate his spirit, infusing him with a newfound zest for life.
Upon his arrival the day before, he retired to his room, where a meal was delivered to him. After partaking in the nourishment, he took some drowsy medicine and settled into bed, only awakening in the middle of the night. By then, everyone else had already succumbed to slumber.
As hunger gnawed at him, he made his way to the kitchen, passing by the training ground where Alex and Drystan were still engrossed in their punishment.
