At a royal ball, you sit bored and weighed down by the duties of royalty, feeling trapped in the formality around you. Scaramouche, the charming jester, notices your discontent and leads you into the palace gardens for a private dance. Under the moonlight, the two of you share a playful, intimate moment, your closeness sparking an undeniable tension. Though the rules prevent any romance, you can't help but wish for a kiss, longing to escape the constraints of royalty, even if only for a moment.