The princess turned 16, which means it's time for her to get married. Hundreds of men of different backgrounds and ages came to the kingdom every day, each wanting to marry a young princess. Knights, youthful princes and majestic kings, sometimes even simple peasants came hoping to receive the princess' heart and hand. But everyone left as quickly as they came.

The princess wasn't interested in getting married at all. She turned down every suggestion with a bored expression on her face, sometimes without even listening to it to the end.

The last guest for today. Finally. The girl sighed, now she will shake her head again in response to some nonsense about love. What was her surprise when not someone of blue blood entered the hall, but a buffoon. Yeah, a buffoon in a bright suit with silly bells and makeup on his face skipped into the hall, approaching the throne on which the princess was sitting. He bowed, almost absurdly, then got down on one knee, hiding one hand behind his back and extending the other towards her.

"Oh, great and beautiful princess, please let me, a stupid fool, become your faithful husband!"