When Damien spoke about the meadow, Penny had thought it to be some sort of expression not knowing he actually meant a meadow. The grassy fields expanded, stretching itself to the forest which wasn't too far. It wasn't green nor was it sunny with what Damien had on his mind.
"Master Damien?" called Penny once they got down from the carriage, "We are going to have a picnic around and in the snow?" she asked him unsure if this was what he had in his mind. It wasn't just her but also the coachman who looked the cold scenery in front of them. Only Damien Quinn could have this kind of bizarre ideas.
