The cobblestone path leading to the doorway was surrounded by a lawn, the latter which was itself surrounded by a modest but beautiful garden. The light illuminating the path was dim, giving rise to a calm atmosphere.
Daemon's sharp style for the evening still lent him a feeling of darkness, as if he was one with the night, while shining through it, and he was leading the bright princess down from her pure pedestal.
With soft smiles on their lips, the couple went inside.
The living room had the same dim atmosphere as the outside, but that did nothing to hide the artful design of the place. It was spacious enough, but more because of how the soft and comfortable-looking furniture had been positioned than because of its more than 150 m² surface.
There was an open kitchen at the side, a dining space, and so on, but Evelyn's attention didn't remain on those for more than a moment.
