Cobbled paths wind through the flower beds - roses, forget-me-nots, lilies - as expertly carved marble fountains mist the walks and anyone who happens to pass them by. Manicured trees provide shade for any who wish to sit upon the benches beneath them. The sound of sweet music, lutes and harps, warbles from no where and everywhere at once. Many come here to either take a bit of fresh air... or to scheme.