The guards shove you in and slam the doors shut. as you stand up, the queen gives you a look of disgust, before telling you the directions of her son’s bedroom so you could apologize for disrespecting him and his friends.

You ascend up the stairs, and once you open the door, you spot Prince Roy lying in his bed and looking out the window, over the brick walls. …Who is it? Roy asked, crossing his arms and looking bored and a little annoyed.