Chapter 1660 Chapter 1478: Silveria's Cooking

Chapter 1660 Chapter 1478: Silveria's Cooking

Imagine a grand mansion nestled amidst a tapestry of emerald green. Towering trees, their branches heavy with leaves, form a verdant canopy overhead, dappling sunlight onto the mansion's aged brick facade. Lush climbing vines, adorned with vibrant blooms in shades of red, purple, and white, snake their way up the walls, softening the building's imposing structure.

Expansive lawns, a vibrant emerald carpet, stretch out from the mansion's base. Here and there, meticulously tended flowerbeds explode with color - roses in velvety crimson, lilies with their pristine white trumpets, and pansies with faces like playful children. In the distance, a gentle stream winds through the grounds, its clear water reflecting the sky and the verdant landscape.

The mansion itself whispers of a bygone era. Grand, arched windows hint at opulent rooms within, while a wrought-iron balcony adorned with overflowing flower boxes promises a place to admire the breathtaking view. Perhaps a wisteria vine, thick and laden with fragrant purple blooms, drapes over the balcony, creating a scene straight out of a fairytale.

The air is alive with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the gentle chirping of unseen birds. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, creating a symphony of sound that adds to the peaceful ambiance. This is a place where time seems to slow down, a haven of beauty and tranquility nestled in the heart of a verdant paradise.

The verdant embrace of the surrounding landscape wasn't the only splash of life adorning the grand mansion. Nestled right in its heart, like a precious jewel, lay a secret garden. A high hedge, meticulously trimmed and sculpted into whimsical shapes, formed a hidden entrance, beckoning with the promise of a secluded paradise.

Stepping through the hedge, the world transformed. The air grew heavy with the intoxicating perfume of roses, lilies, and jasmine, each bloom a vibrant masterpiece bathed in dappled sunlight filtering through the overhead canopy. Cobblestone paths meandered through the space, each turn revealing a new wonder. Here, a rose arch bloomed in a cascade of pink and red, framing a hidden bench perfect for a stolen moment of contemplation. There, a koi pond shimmered like a liquid emerald, home to vibrantly colored fish darting between water lilies with elegant white petals.

The scent of freshly baked bread drifted through the air, a fragrant herald of Silveria's return. An hour, measured only by the rhythmic chirping of unseen birds and the slow turning of the pages, had melted away in the peaceful sanctuary of the garden. Alex looked up from the newspaper, a smile gracing his features as he saw Silveria approaching.

She balanced a wicker basket overflowing with tempting treats. Freshly baked scones, their golden tops dusted with powdered sugar, peeked out from a checkered cloth napkin. A steaming jug of what could only be her famous lavender lemonade sat beside them, condensation clinging to the glass like morning dew.

"One hour is hardly enough to catch up on the world's woes, is it?" she teased, a playful glint in her eyes.

"But even heroes need to fortify themselves."

Alex chuckled, the sound warm and genuine.

"Especially with such tempting distractions," he replied, gesturing towards the basket. He set the newspaper aside, the troubles of the world momentarily pushed to the back of his mind.

The scent of lavender and warm bread, the gentle breeze rustling the leaves, and the presence of the silver-haired goddess beside him – these were the things that truly mattered in this stolen moment of peace.