Chapter 154 Happily Ever After

• Ava
• I followed Lily out into the gardens, the light evening breeze carrying the faint scent of roses and freshly turned earth. Moonlight filtered through the trees, casting flickering shadows across the winding stone paths.
• Moonrise gardens were just as lovely as Moonstone gardens—if not a bit more manicured. Every pebbled pathway was lined with hedges and shrubs, each one pruned into some sort of fantastical shape or another: an elephant, a heron, a perfectly round sphere.