Knocking softly on the door, Noah slowly pushed it open to peek inside the dark room. His eyes scanned the lavish bedroom with dozens of paintings in gold frames, which adorned the walls that surrounded an enormous bed. The headboard was framed by red velvet curtains, and a crystal chandelier hung above the bed, illuminating the room in a soft, golden glow. A sitting room was just off the bedroom through an opening in the wall lined with French-style doors.
The limp form of Daisy lay in the middle of the large bed, with a large band crossing both her chest and her knees, securing her tightly against the bed. Noah observed his sister lying there with her golden hair splayed in a tangled mess across her pillow, and he recoiled at the sight of scratches across her arms and legs.
She looks
