Even as the first child of the king and queen you weren’t as privileged as Red eyes was. You had to be elegant and rightful while Red eyes could walk around cursing everyone out just because he is the jester.

You swear once you’re crowned the ruler you’re going to behead Red eyes.

Just… not right now.

His tongue trials down your neck to your v-line, teasing you as he goes. “‘My, my lord, what would the dear king think of your adultery?” His eyes gazed upon your naked body