Alexander had little trouble in finding the garden as he expertly navigated the complicated corridors of the huge mansion with the aid of the map, quickly descending the two sets of stairs to finally locate the meeting point.
It was a small shaded canopied garden, with delicate branches and verdant leaves interlocking together to create a natural roof that filtered the golden autumn sunlight onto the ground below, casting playful shadows as shafts of golden light illuminate patches of ferns and flowers.
The dappled patterns of light turned the garden into a tapestry of textures and hues, with ferns unfurling their delicate fronds alongside broad-leaved palms and slender grasses swaying gently in the breeze.
Vines cascaded from above, trailing down the stone walls, while a magnificent marbled arbor encased in emerald green sat right in the middle of the immaculate garden, its outer walls painted with vibrant real red and blue blooming roses.