This maze is the largest in the world. Stories of people lost for days abound; merrymakers forced to eat the leather of their shoes, men of science reduced to blabbering messes, decorated war generals cowering in dead ends. All exaggerations. Yes, some unfortunate souls have gotten lost, but never more than a few hours. And by the end of their ordeal, they were more frustrated than terrified.
But the stories you've heard of secret meetings taking place here, those are true. And I have a method of finding them.
First, see how uniformly the hedges have been trimmed? Almost flat. You can run your palms across them and not feel a twig or a leaf poking out. That's because a flattish surface makes reading easier.
Bring your foot over here. Touch the roots of the hedge with your shoe. Just the edge of the sole is enough. Now look up at the hedge.
You see? There's a hidden map! It comes up only when the roots are touched. No, it's not so magical that you'll find people on the map, but you won't get lost. Every hedge is like this, so you'll always have a map no matter where you are in the maze.
Now come along. Quietly, please. We've got an archduke and a duchess to spy on.