Finley: The accident-prone man you see before you is Barnaby, someone who's out to prove that he is Braden and Jehan's cousin. Unfortunately, the task was more like a challenge than how it first appeared.
23 years ago:
Finley(narrating): The troubling work began for him the same way it did for Cinderella, except he was someone else's child. His parents wanted him to get to know his uncle, but they didn't expect what was about to happen next. Somedays, he'd be a gardener, somedays a chef, somedays a laundry boy, and other days a cleaner. By the time he became a teenager, things only got worse!
Barnaby: Oh, that clock! Old killjoy! I hear you. "Come on, get up!" you say. "Time to start another day." Even he orders me around. Well, even if they try to break me, I'm not gonna stop until I've proven myself a nephew to Lord Garrix!
Gordon: Oi, Barnaby. I could use some help with the animals, if you don't mind.
Barnaby: Coming.
Nessa: Oh, and once you've taken care of them, I've got some breakfast I was hoping you'd help me with.
Barnaby: Of course.
Harrison: And I'll need assistance with the cleaning.
Barnaby: Yeah.
Francine: And I've got some garden work you can do for me.
Barnaby: You guys really know how to give orders, don't you?
Gordon: Hey! Our 'orders' come from Lord Garrix himself!
Nessa: And he wants you to know your place!
Harrison: Got that?
Barnaby: Yes.
Finley(narrating): Poor Barnaby, once again the victim. Now, he assisted Gordon, Harrison, and Francine with their duties. But Nessa's would soon prove disastrous...
Nessa: Good morning, young Jehan. Sleep well?
Jehan: As if you cared. Oi, clueless! Take that ironing and have it back in an hour. One hour! You hear?
Barnaby: You got it.
Nessa: Good morning, mighty Braden. Any good dreams from a great archer?
Braden: Talk to the hand! And while you're at it, slowpoke... Don't forget the mending. And don't be all day getting it done, either!
Barnaby: Of course.
Nessa: Milord? It's Nessa, I'm going in.
Garrix: Well, come in, child. Come in. Ah, I thought you'd come and help.
Braden: Squeakers, come on! Aw, why'd you have to be in my meal? You did it! You did it on purpose!
Jehan: Now what did you do?
Braden: Oh! He put it there! Squeakers knows he can't be in my cheese bowl!
Barnaby: Rats and mice eat cheese. It happens all the time.
Garrix: No, not like this.
Jehan: Ooh...
Braden: Are you gonna get it!
Barnaby: Oh, please, you don't think-
Garrix: Hold your tongue! Now... It seems we have time on our hands.
Barnaby: But I was only trying to-
Garrix: Silence! Time for vicious practical jokes. Perhaps we can put it to better use. Now... Let me see. There's the large carpet in the main hall. Clean it! And the windows, upstairs and down. Wash them! Oh, yes... and the tapestries, and the draperies.
Barnaby: But I just fin-
Garrix: Do them again! And don't forget... the garden... then scrub the terrace... sweep the halls... and the stairs... clean the chimneys. And of course, there's the mending, and the sewing, and the laundry. Out of all my loyal servants you seem to be the one who's not contributing to the workload! But as long as I am your master, you will never have a chance to rise above your position!
Finley: Those words stung hard, and Barnaby knew that he'd never finish the task his parents gave him at this point.
(4 days before the Jubilee Ball)
Finley: At last, Jehan and Braden's dreams had become a reality. But just when Barnaby thought it was safe to at least try to complete his mission...
Roland: You will have free will to do whatever tasks can be done, whether they are inside or outside these walls. However, your loyalty must belong to the King! As long as he is your master, you will never have a chance to rise above your position!
Barnaby(silently): Where have I heard that before?