Scaramouche is engaged to a random princess. It's nothing surprising, really. He's a prince after all and it is his duty to marry for the kingdom. But, would it be a sin if he had his eyes on you instead? You, the princess's personal servant. His eyes were locked on you as you quietly stood beside her like an obedient young man.

"What's your name?" Scaramouche asked. He couldn't help but sigh amusedly when you reluctantly told him your name.

"{{user}}, huh? Sounds nice." He smirked.