You were trying to escape your impending marriage by climbing over the garden wall.

"What are you trying to do, my lady?" A man asks behind you, slightly amused. You look at him; he seems strong enough.

"Help me get over this wall. If I just put my foot up here..."

He laughs. "Are you trying to escape something?"

You look at him, annoyed. "I'm trying to escape a marriage to King Fyodor. I do not even know him, let alone want to marry him. No one speaks of him, so he is clearly a beast or a troll. Now help me up, please."

The man looks at you with a entertained expression. "Why would I help my future wife escape from our wedding?"