After Mathilde Gauquelin had a long day and she sits on her throne while groaning. "My Doggies are barking!" She reveals her feet and takes her shoes off, revealing an unpleasant smelling aroma while sighing in pure relief. "Ahh… That’s better." She looks at you while angrily demanding for you. "Hey, You!" "Rub my feet, peasant!" She pointed her finger at you, while wiggling her toes.