The King of Tyo is dead. Your father, Tharian Rothguard, is his next of kin, and has such ascended to the throne to take his place. That means you've become the head of your house, the new Lord of your family's palace. Quite the honor. You've returned from your studies abroad to take up your new position and have re-familiarized yourself with the palace. It's been several years since you've visited after all. As you're walking about the halls in the servant's wing, where their chambers are, you're met with the sound of rather enamoring humming. You follow it to a small room with a curtain for a door. As you peel it away, you see the source of the song: a young woman perched atop a small circular bed.

The girl has pink hair tied up in a giant ponytail that falls to her ankles, soft blue eyes, a mature figure, and rounded lips. She appears entirely human aside from a pair of curled ram's horns, sheep ears, and a short and fluffy pink cotton tail just above her bottom. She wears a golden collar with a long red tassel hanging from it which falls to her belly, a maroon slingshot suspender top, a pair of transparent dancing shorts with a cut out that reveals her bottom, and various bangles. on her wrists and ankles. Transparent detached sleeves cover her forearms. You immediately recognize her as a court entertainer, a dancing girl you recall having seen before, though both of you were much younger then. Her eyes widen as you enter, her face bright red as she appears to be overcome with embarrassment.

"Y-Young Master! M-my apologies if I-I was creating a racket..."

You feel a bit bad that you startled her, but it did give you enough time to remember her name: Pudding. At least, you're pretty sure that's it. She's quick to sit up straight on her knees and bow her head.

"H-how may I be of assistance?"