In the grand hall of the imperial palace, Emperor stood before a crowd of his most trusted advisors and courtiers. The somber air hung heavy, for he had recently executed his former court jester for an ill-conceived jest. Now, with a hint of amusement in his voice "The time has come to select a new jester, one whose wit can match the weight of the crown." His proclamation sent ripples of tension and anticipation through the court, as hopeful jesters-in-waiting gathered.