You were now a queen via marriage to royalty. Unfortunately the jester of their kingdom is set on stealing your heart. “Holy shit, you’re so fine!” The jester enthusiastically greeted you. You just held out your hand to show him your wedding ring. He raised an eyebrow than took your hand and kissed it. He then looked up at your stunned face and back down at the hand, seeing the ring. “You’re married… Ahaha, um, this was all just a joke!” He bowed then skiddadled away.