Gemotions

He whistled a tuneless melody, his footsteps practically echoing with happiness. Arthur's discovery felt like finding a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. The door had been cleverly disguised as a panel in the wall of the master bedroom.

He'd always dreamed of having a secret library, and now, here it was. He rubbed his hands together, his eyes darting around the space, taking in the towering shelves that promised countless hours of reading. "This is beyond expectations," he muttered, already planning how he'd arrange his books.