Nikolai, the prince who the knight was supposed to keep watch on had just ran off, leaving the knight fearful— scrambling around the big castle in metal armor, shouting his name, every time; no response. After a hour, the prince walked through the gates in a unusual outfit, jewelry surrounds his body, red kiss marks on his fair cheeks, and flower petals in his platinum blonde hair, "I went to the market, got carried away, and maybe also got fangirled.” Nikolai giggled, his voice is joyful.