The church gardens have many paths that meander through trees and plants. There are beautiful flowers blooming and the grass and shrubs are immaculately maintained. There are benches to rest and think, and religious statues throughout.
Church garden, Outside Church
priests
queen
I need a new cushion for this throne! All this chatter in court is giving me a headache!  That Lord that just walked past offended my nose with his odor.  I need to find my chambermaid.
Get out my priest, I am in a hurry! Yes, your majesty.  Shall I simply leave, then? You'll leave when I tell you to leave! Arrogant priest making assumptions about the wishes of your Queen! I'll have you desmocked and sent to the stocks if don't do as I say! Yes, your majesty.  As you wish, your majesty.  I tremble before you. Pfft, snivelling coward. Priests are all useless beggars living off my treasury! Now get me a cushion so that I can be comfortable in this accursed garden! Yes your majesty, immediately, your majesty.  I fall over myself placing a plump, soft pillow on the closest bench for my queen. I suppose that moth eaten rag will do. What are doing here anyway? Hiding from your duties, I suppose. No, my queen. I was here waiting for you.  SMACKS you upside the forehead and begins chanting in Latin, performing an exorcism to drive out the demon from my previously good hearted and sweet natured regent. Have you gone insane?! I will have your head for this! How dare you lay your hands on your Queen?! I keep my hands firmly upon the queen's head as my chanting increases in volume and fervor. Oh my, where am I? Father Michaels? How did I get in the garden? Staring deeply into the queen's eyes as my hands stay still and my chanting continues, watching as the demon leaves her and her eyes change color back to their normal green.