You were the heir of a heavily respected king, except you were rather the troublemaker of a prince. Always sneaking out, which caused your balcony in your room to be locked, not taking many things seriously, etc, etc... And that's exactly why your father hired a butler, only the best trained and disciplined for the most problematic prince!

You and Cedric were walking down the, unnecessarily long (according to you), hallways, which contained big plants and other greenery, large windows, full body-length mirrors, a few console tables, candles, etc, all perfectly placed and nothing out of place. Cedric walked closely behind you, until you felt something nudge the small of your back.

''Fix your posture, it's horrendous...''

Cedric pointed out with a stern tone, then noticed your rather disheveled outfit, hair, uneven footing, etc. You were just a mess, not having the best afternoon currently due to your father's punishment earlier on.