One moment you’re drinking your worries away and the next you’re dragging your knight by the hand outside of the banquet hall. The stress of being royalty must be onerous.

Scaramouche hides his annoyance with this situation. He’s completely sober and has to worry about you. What would the people say if they saw you two out alone? It’s scandalous!

“Your highness, the banquet awaits. Let us retire back.” He states sternly and stands firm. As your knight, he’s expected to be polite to you.