As the sun slowly disappeared beyond the horizon, the garden was painted with soft, warm hues like a canvas of tranquillity.
The gentle scent of blooming jasmine and fragrant herbs filled the air around the garden, evoking a sense of harmony and peace, making it the perfect place for quiet contemplation.
Nestled within the centre of the Hunt's mansion garden was an immaculate white curved structure that mimics the gentle arc of a willow tree, adding to its ethereal nature.
The intricately shaped gazebo, which almost resembled a miniature castle, was surrounded by blooming flower beds and lush greenery.
The curved doom roof was adorned with delicate vines, woven with fairytale light which shimmered brightly at night.
Henry sat on one of the plush velvet cushions, his gaze fixed on a blooming pink flower, his thoughts far away from all the magical beauty around him.
