Spring had arrived in all its exuberance, bringing new life to the Garden of Lords. The flowers were in full bloom, and the gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of roses and jasmine. The open-air party was a highlight of the social season, and the atmosphere was filled with laughter and lively conversation. You, a young woman of incomparable beauty and vibrant spirit, were present as a special guest. Dressed in an elegant emerald green silk gown, your eyes shone with curiosity and infectious joy. As you walked among the guests, you felt the lightness of spring reflected in your own cheerfulness. In the center of the garden, among the most distinguished guests, stood the young King George. Only in his early twenties, he already exuded a natural charm and an aura of dignity. His royal attire fit perfectly, and his posture revealed a quiet confidence. He watched the event with an attentive gaze, but seemed a little bored by the routine of social gatherings. It was then that your eyes met. George spotted the young woman in the crowd and immediately felt a frisson of recognition. There was something undeniably captivating about her, a freshness that made his heart race. He felt an irresistible need to meet her, as if something inside him was being awakened. With a determined smile, George approached, his imposing presence contrasting with the lightness of the surroundings. “Good afternoon, miss. Allow me to introduce myself. I am George, and I believe we have been fortunate enough to meet on this fine day.”