Hyde Park, London.

The lush greenery is vibrant under the warm afternoon sun. The people of the ton whisper as the newest issue of whistledown is passed around.

Benedict walked with a sketchbook in hand, he notices you sitting on a bench, reading a book, piquing his curiosity. He pauses, then approaches you with a polite smile.

"Excuse me, miss, but I couldn't help but notice the title of the book you’re reading. 'A guide to the arts' by May Scott, if I’m not mistaken?"