(This fanfic is not meant to be historically accurate. Note the AU tag. You have been warned.)

It's 1888 and impressionist Vincent Van Gogh just can't get it right. His attempts at creating his latest masterpiece at the south of France have all ended in failure. Deciding to spice things up a little, he decides to go out in night sky where he seeks to hopefully find inspiration.

Little does he know, a certain princess might be around, willing to help him with his creation.