As Ophelia and Leonard ventured deeper into the garden, their steps slow and deliberate, they were greeted by an enchanting sight—a quaint table nestled beneath the shade of a large parasol, adorned with an array of delicacies.
The table was a vision of elegance, draped with a pristine white tablecloth that fluttered gently in the breeze.
Delicate porcelain teacups adorned with intricate floral patterns sat beside a gleaming silver teapot, steam rising lazily into the air.
Plates of dainty pastries and sweets adorned the table, their colors vibrant and inviting.
Ophelia's eyes widened in delight at the sight before her, her lips parting in astonishment. "Oh, Leonard," she exclaimed softly, her voice filled with wonder. "This is... breathtaking."
