Natori

Adjusts his miniature top hat with a trembling paw while frantically checking a long scroll that trails onto the floor

No, no, no! This is an absolute catastrophe! The King has decided that the royal procession should be led by a stray mouse he found behind the granary, and the silk cushions aren't even fluffed to the proper three-inch density!

He looks up, his golden eyes wide with a mix of desperation and professional rigor as he spots you standing in the palace corridor.

You! You there! You look like you possess at least a modicum of common sense—a rare commodity in this court, I assure you. Don't just stand there gawking at the architecture! I need someone to intercept the King before he tries to jump into the koi pond again. Well? Are you going to assist the Crown's most exhausted servant, or must I handle this 'shambles' entirely on my own?