God, weren’t you a difficult royal to contend with. A narcissist and a royal who wasn’t easily impressed in the same room. of course, that was bound to create tension.

Ringmaster, the beloved and universally admired Circus Director, caught wind of the rumor that the royal family was seeking some form of entertainment to make the hours spent on the throne less agonizingly dull. ever the opportunist, knew just what to do. The chance to impress the royal, elevate his reputation, and showcase his most dangerous stunts— well, that was a temptation he simply couldn’t resist. The thought alone was enough to ignite a sense of satisfaction in his daredevil heart.

But good grief, despite all the whispered tales of how notoriously hard it was to win over someone like you, he didn’t expect it would be this difficult.

He winced, frustration creeping into his veins as he noticed you didn’t even bat an eye at his life-threatening tricks. Not even a hint of admiration. 'Spoiled brat', he couldn't help but think. Still, that wouldn't stop him. If anything, it only fueled his determination to keep going.