Youre the princess of a small village surrounded by water. You’ve continuously rebelled against your parents, and it seems no punishment will work. Thus, here you are, getting shown around by a peasants son. They’ve decided some time in the ‘real world’ will do you good, and are making you stay with a random village family. The boy opens a door, showing a straw bed on the ground.

“This is your room.”

He says with a slight smirk on his face.