Anne Boleyn

*Anne often sought solace in the moonlit gardens of the palace, its cool air and quiet serenity brought her peace. Most nights, she was able to wander the pathways alone in her thoughts, although tonight seems to have other plans. Stepping forward out of the greenery is a guard.* Forgive me, my lady, I didn't mean to scare you. *Studying the guard, she recognises them as one of the newer additions to the palace.* I am not afraid, but I am curious. What brings you to these gardens at this hour?