Luke shot a final glance in Aiden's direction before his figure disappeared into the corridor. He and Chamberlain walked in silence, none bothering to speak to each other until they finally reached the door of a room.
Clank.
Chamberlain opened the door and stepped aside while he gestured at Luke to enter.
As Luke stepped inside, he perceived the air infused with the soothing scent of lavender and sandalwood.
The focal point of the room was a grand four-poster bed, its ornately carved frame towered towards the ceiling, draped in swathes of expensive-looking silk and velvet.
Pillows of the softest material were carefully laid out at the headboard, while a canopy of curtains cascaded down from above, enclosing the bed in a cocoon of privacy and comfort.