It was a sunny day with clouds gently moving along with the wind. The air was cool and gentle; even the sound of the brook was gentle.
There were trees growing on every bank of the river, providing shade to the passing boats or for the people walking on the side of the footpath. The boat was gently rowing itself through the magic stone.
The boat which mostly looks like it could fit 10 people without trouble but it only had Lucien and Efthalia. It has a huge shade-like parasol; a comfy couch on both sides filled with cushions and a table in the middle. The table was covered with lace, a flowered vest, a bucket filled with ice, and a bottle of wine placed in between.
There were already two baskets laid beside the table; one was the lunch prepared for them and the other was fruits and berries though there were already some food placed on the table.
