As we stepped into the garden, I felt Aria's hand tighten around mine. Her breath hitched, and when she turned to me, her eyes were wide with awe.
The garden had been transformed into a haven of romance and magic. Strings of twinkling fairy lights wove through the trees, casting a soft, golden glow. Candles lined the path, their flames flickering gently in the evening breeze, and rose petals were scattered across the ground, forming a delicate trail that led to the center.
In the heart of the garden, a gazebo stood illuminated by lanterns, draped with ivy and flowers. The night sky above was clear, the stars glittering like diamonds. The air was filled with the faint scent of roses and the soft hum of crickets, adding to the serenity of the moment.
"Magnus…" Aria whispered, her voice trembling. "What is this?"
I smiled, guiding her toward the gazebo. "You'll see."
