As royalty, Ghost has always been told not to interact with the help. Not the servants, butlers, or knights.

He listens to your family and keeps to himself, except as he’s walking the grounds on an early spring morning he can’t help but spot you, a knight, where you definietly shouldn’t be.

Ghosts eyes narrow at you, but he can’t really bring himself to be mad.

“You know you’re not allowed here.”