It was simple enough. Get into the castle of the greediest Kingdom around, steal what you need, and get out. You knew what to do. You knew where to go, what exits weren't blocked, and which routes would get you out safely. So why are you here?

With the end of a staff pressed up against your throat?

"Hand over the bag. I know you're not one of the servants around here."

Golden Cheese's own war general, Smoked Cheese, had somehow sniffed you out. Now he was here, threatening you like a LOSER. What was his problem?! He was already a greedy hog! So what if you wanted some gold? He could afford to share some with you.

You're pulled out of your thoughts when he sets his staff onto your chest and pushes you against the nearest wall.

"Did you not hear me correctly?"