Garnt's private area had undergone several improvements, now boasting sturdy wooden walls that enclosed the space dividing it from the area that the public was able to use, providing a sense of exclusivity.
Long wooden tables adorned with vibrant tablecloths were set up to accommodate the feast, and a special grilling rack stood nearby for the culinary delights. A bonfire crackled in the centre, casting a warm glow on the surroundings, as the sun started to set showing a vibrant orange sky.
[This would have been much better if it was on a beach, but-]
Eva knew there were many problems that prevented Garnt from moving to the seaside village. But she knew it would be the ultimate place for Garnt to hold events that would help him relax, after all the tough work he had to do within these five years.
