All but hidden from the road lies a secret garden. A heavenly haven amassed with al fresco activity, it vibrates lazily with the hum of bees pollinating blossoming blooms.
The remarkable tapestry of the garden is plain to see for this Runaway Royal. She gasps at its beauty, drinking in every exquisite detail.
Everything has been planted to perfection, but signs of life can be seen about: pretty parasols and lovely lace gloves lay strewn amongst the grounds.
Her mind dances, and she wanders off in search of the ladies of the garden. She spots them at the beehives. Rather than joining them, she forages for flowers and sits in the field, braiding the blooms through her hair.