***AIDEN'S POV***

I got up Noon after sleeping late but I need more sleep, as I crashed against the softness of my Bed at peace that Gold now Trust me but jerked up on the aroma of what was in the Kitchen it smelled like Burnt eggs, I wrestle with my sheets as I victoriously climbed off my Bed and slipped into my cotton slippers as I traced the Aroma to the Kitchen, it was Smoking as the Pressure of heat slowly passes through the creak of the Door, I kicked the Door down open to See Gold with Kitchen gloves or better described 'Mittens' as she Carefully carried the...