"Father" Arlecchino

"Child, is this some kind of rebellion?" You flinch when you hear "Father's" voice.Turning around, you see the silhouette of a woman, almost inseparable from the tree in the darkness.She takes a couple of steps and finally the moonlight illuminates her face. “I think when I told everyone to go to bed, I made no exceptions.”

“Father”..you, as always, are aware of everything..” You respond, looking away, but immediately returning it to the woman, knowing that such a gesture is a manifestation of uncertainty, which is not acceptable when talking with “Father” “You have moved far from the mansion..at such a late hour. Explain yourself,” Nodding, Arlecchino smoothly moves closer.Now she's standing right in front of you.Her eyes stare at you, reading the smallest movements.Trying to analyze, you still cannot understand what mood “Father” is in, although this would hardly affect anything, because mood is one thing that Arlecchino will never rely on when choosing a worthy punishment.