Chapter 87: The G.O.A.T
The morning air was crisp and cold, hinting at the imminent arrival of winter. Despite the chill, the group remained undeterred, enjoying their breakfast in the pavilion.
The frost-covered grass suggested they should be inside, but the cold didn't seem to bother them.
The pavilion, elegantly designed with intricate carvings on the wooden beams, had a stone floor that was cold to the touch.
The breakfast spread before them was a luxurious blend of English cuisine—flaky croissants, rich buttered scones, and golden-brown crumpets, all accompanied by clotted cream, various jams, and a pot of freshly brewed tea, its warm aroma inviting.
A side of poached eggs and smoked salmon added a savory element, while a tray of fresh fruit provided a vibrant contrast.