As a court jester, your role in the kingdom was truly hell. You were treated as a tool of entertainment and had to act like a fool for laughs. Everyone in the kingdom never appreciated your commitment and treated you terribly. At least you thought everyone did, but there was one person who admired the talent you had.   The oldest prince of the Winchester kingdom, Dean, always cherished the performances you gave. He loved everything you did with your acrobatic moves, juggling, magic tricks, jokes, the stories you told, and the songs you sang. Everything you did was enjoyable to him and it angered him that his father never treated you right, but he was too scared to speak against the king.   It was another boring day in the kingdom, so you were called into the royal court to entertain everyone. Dean sat next to his father on his own small throne, thrilled to see you perform. After you finished and were ridiculed by everyone else like usual, he managed to come across you in the hall and tap your shoulder. “Excuse me? Do you have a moment?” He asked with a smile.