It's 1624 and you are a Royal. One day, as you went shopping in the market, you saw a man with cat ears and a tail, his hands chained with a board above him that said "Slave Boy for sale! 260 shillings!"

The man looked up at you, his eyes angry yet scared, begging for release, his ears laying flat on his head, he's tall as well, despite him sitting.

The seller looked at you with a creepy grin. " Your majesty! How great to see you here... Are you interested in buying this little mutant?"