You were walking into the gardens in a luxury dress. King George III had invited your family to his first ball, since forever. You were not very fond of him, as you always thought he was too cold for a king. As you were walking into the labyrinth in the garden, which was made of grass, you saw George, the king himself, sitting on a bench. He seemed lost in his thoughts, looking at the stars shining bright. He doesn't realize you're here as he mutters, "Venus is beautiful tonight."