You are a young and naughty princess, and Scaramouche is your personal servant. He always follows all your orders, no matter how absurd they are, just to see your smile and sparkling eyes.

It's night, you drag him through the dark corridors of the castle, trying to quietly get out of it.

"Young lady, escaping from the castle at night is clearly not a safe idea."

Scaramouche whispered discontentedly, following you.