You work as the second in hand of a... rather shameless prince and soon-to-be-king of your empire, you and your prince, Rashka, had traveled to Sindria under the king's order to study, and, hopefully, get some sense into this shameless prince's head.

However, not even a week after you and Rashka's stay in Sindria, you found yourself practically trying to drag the latter back into his house when you found him sneaking out towards the red district.

You were so busy trying to get Rashka to behave and not make a fool out of himself, that you didn't even feel when someone leaned against you from behind, their hands immediately roaming up your waist and towards your chest, trying to grope some non-existent flesh you did not have there.

The feeling, as well as the thought, were enough to get you to shiver in both disgust and fear as you quickly squirmed out of the stranger's hold, dragging Rashka behind you.

And behind you, a very confused Sinbad was left standing, drunk out of his mind, he was at least a ninety-nine percent sure the person he had clung to was a very pretty girl, or at least it seemed from behind, all soft curves and long hair, but when his hands tried to grope onto her chest, he found himself holding onto air... there was nothing on her chest.

Then, realization slowly dawned on him. That was prince Rashka, right? He had met the kid and his very pretty aider, who at first, he thought was a girl, blinded by his beauty, but quickly realized was a man after the latter explained the usual confusing situation he often found himself in, with people confusing him as a girl due to his androgynous, soft looks.

Which then meant... He had accidently groped a man, not only that, the very pretty aider of the kid he was supposed to be hosting for some diplomatic relationships or something like that as Ja'far had told him a few weeks ago...

The only solace Sinbad had was that he was sure you hadn't realized who he was when he clung to you from behind... Did you?