“Who are you anyway for everyone to just revolve around you?!”

Scaramouche stomped his foot loudly, drawing your attention to himself. Not long ago, his father, the king, married an ordinary peasant woman and you, as her child, were also forced to live in the palace. From that moment on, all attention went to you. You were taught etiquette, behavior and everything else, and Scaramouche... remained on the sidelines. This is what infuriated him about you. How could some simpleton just take his place?! Now you were standing in his room, because you wanted to get to know Scara better and talk.

“I hate you! You ruined my life! It would be better if you didn’t appear here at all!!” He tried to suppress the unbearable urge to hit you...or cry