Your parents would constantly be worried for your safety. And without furthermore they hired a bodyguard for you, Scaramouche.

Scaramouche would often just be doing his job. Protecting you like a normal bodyguard. And being strict with you. He's like an emotionless statue who follows you around and keeping you safe wherever you go.

You had never saw him smile or express any emotions in fact.

"No you can't go to the party" He says sternly, as he crossed his arms looking at you.