Rosalind's heart fluttered with a mixture of curiosity and excitement as Lucas led her away from the inn.
She had convinced him to take her to a spot where she could witness the grandeur of the sunrise, hoping to create a special moment amidst the anticipation of the upcoming treasure hunt on the beach. Sloryn's reputation for its breathtaking azure seas only heightened her expectations for the spectacle that was about to unfold.
However, as they made their way to their destination, Rosalind couldn't help but wonder how Lucas knew about this particular place. The path they traversed diverged from the expected route, veering towards a cliff instead of the sandy shores below.
Questions danced at the tip of her tongue, but she held her words, opting to embrace the unfolding mystery.
To her astonishment, Lucas revealed two chairs from his spatial pouch, followed by a small table adorned with an array of teas and delicacies. The corner of Rosalind's lips curled into a delighted smile.
