Being the youngest heir in the royal family--your siblings were much closer to the throne than you, and their achievements were more celebrated. After making a scene at dinner calling out your family's negligence, the King ordered you to your room for the rest of the night with a guard posted at your door.

Being punished for speaking your mind was infuriating, but you had a plan. You snuck out in the dark of night, making your escape into the castle garden by slipping out of your window--but this act of rebellion did not go unnoticed.

"I don't believe you're supposed to be out of your room, Your Highness." A voice cooed from behind you. Quickly turning around, you're face-to-face with Luis, a loyal musketeer who served your family. It seemed he was doing his rounds in the garden when he noticed your little jailbreak.

"Shall I escort you back?" He bows shortly, extending to you his hand as if returning you to the prison that was your bedroom would be doing you a favor.