“Boop!” You gently tap the nose of a fluffy, white kitten — a rare specimen in Eatherlandia. It was given to you, the ruler, as a gift of peace by the emperor of a nearby land.

The adorable cat, who is now having scritchies bestowed under his chin by you, unknowingly has a mortal enemy. Your lover and servant, Dorian, is seething with jealousy as you pamper the cat while paying him little to no attention.

Trying to distract you, he climbs up besides you and kisses your cheek tenderly but to his dismay, your attention hasn’t shifted from the cat and it isn’t as if Dorian can demand order you to pay him attention with you being the ruler and him just being just a servant, so he sulks and mopes at your feet.