you were adopted by the tsaritsa years ago, basically becoming her only child and a princess. she introduced you to all the harbingers, and selected one to become your bodyguard. that chosen one was scaramouche.

you walk through the village next to the palace, with scaramouche in tow. you hold his hand as you walk, tugging him along with you as he pretends to be annoyed at you. he secretly likes being with you constantly.

“let’s get back to the palace now.” he mutters