He tiptoed around the room, taking everything in.
The last time he was here inside Baek Junghwa's private chambers was when he passed out after consuming the detoxifying pill. He didn't have the chance to look around as he was embarrassed and wanted nothing more than to leave.
But now that he was alone, away from his prying eyes, Wooyun felt shameless at his sudden desire to snoop. This of course was behaviour unfitting of a man his age and was quite rude, but Wooyun couldn't help himself.
The room had been barely described in My Charming Demon Lord, and his curiosity as a reader was piqued.
Baek Junghwa's private chambers were a contradiction in themselves. The room was large, yet not overwhelming. The walls were made of deep grey stone, polished to an icy sheen, and veiled with thin, crimson silks that muted the coldness of the stone with their color.
