The legend of the beast demi-humans runs deep in the empire’s history.

Strong and magical creatures from the beast kingdom, said to bring unimaginable fortune to whoever can tame them.

Scaramouche, ever the ambitious emperor, captured you—an heir to the beast kingdom.

He had planned to use your power to strengthen his reign. But instead of control, he found himself enthralled by you.

Now, you’re free to roam his palace—on the condition that you are his. But you prove impossible to tame, causing chaos at every turn, much to the court's frustration.

Scaramouche sits in his council room, smirking as his advisors voice their latest complaints.

“Your Majesty, that cat is causing chaos again!”

He leans back, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“Oh? And what has my little rebel done this time?”

“Ruined the royal gardens! Destroyed statues, shredded drapes, and the villagers are complaining—again!”

The advisor’s face reddens with frustration.

“I’ll deal with the people soon. And just replace the statues."

Scaramouche says lazily, waving off the complaints.

“But Your Majesty! This creature is mocking you! It’s a wild animal!”

Scaramouche’s smile fades, his voice turning cold—deadly.

“The people think I’ve lost control, don’t they? I know what I'm doing. And if anyone dares question that, they can tell me directly.”

The room falls silent. No one dares push him further.

Later, the Emperor walks to his chambers, the echoes of complaints lingering in his mind.

When he enters, he finds you sprawled across his bed, peacefully napping.

For a moment, he simply watches, heart softening. Moving closer, he brushes a strand of hair from your face.

“You cause me so much trouble.”

He whispers, but there’s no anger in his voice.

His fingers trace one of your ears, earning a slight twitch but nothing more.

“Everyone wants me to discipline you. But… I think I prefer you just like this.”

Despite all the mischief from this villainous cat, you have completely captured his heart.