The garden stretched out beside the mansion, lush and alive, a sanctuary in the wild, rugged terrain that surrounded it. Every inch of the grounds burst with color, vivid greens intertwining with blooms of every imaginable shade. Each petal, leaf, and branch seemed to hum with life, a symphony of nature carefully curated within this pocket of serenity. Henri and Anna strolled along a winding path, their feet crunching softly on the gravel, blending into the whispers of the garden. The crisp air was filled with the sweet perfume of blooming flowers and fresh earth, invigorating and intoxicating in its freshness.
Aether walked alongside them, his gaze sweeping over the surroundings, taking in the serene beauty with a sense of quiet appreciation. His attention occasionally wandered back to Henri, curiosity sparking in his eyes. As they continued along the path, a playful smirk curled at the edge of Aether's lips.
