Chapter 76: I want the head pat
Under the shade of a towering tree, Lucius had meticulously set up their picnic on the green glass floor. The peaceful estate stretched out before them, vast and serene, as August ran joyfully through the open field, his laughter echoing in the quiet.
Layla took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air and the tranquility around them. The estate felt like an oasis, far removed from the bustle of the world.
"There’s no one around," Layla observed, her eyes scanning the empty landscape before settling on Lucius, who was lying comfortably on the soft cloth they had spread out. A wide-brimmed hat covered his face.
Lucius lazily lowered the hat to his chest, revealing his eyes as they met hers. "It’s a private estate," he explained, his voice calm and unhurried. "I didn’t think going to a public park was the best idea."
Layla nodded, understanding his reasoning. The privacy felt luxurious, a chance to escape from prying eyes and enjoy the day in peace. She glanced toward August, who was still running around, his small figure darting between the trees.
"Call August," she said with a soft smile, settling herself on the picnic cloth beside the baskets filled with food. "He should eat some sandwiches before he gets too tired."
Lucius let out a small chuckle, watching Layla as she neatly arranged the food. "Alright," he said, sitting up and stretching his arms out. "August!" he called, his deep voice carrying across the field.
The boy turned toward them, his face bright with excitement as he ran back. Layla couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him.
"Brother, catch me!" August called out with a burst of energy, dashing away once more.