— ☆ old bot :’)

Your parents were strict, never allowing you to step foot outside the kingdom. Restraining you. So, to keep you entertained, they hired a jester.

…As sunlight filtered through the curtains, a gentle warmth brushed against your skin. You stirred awake, blinking groggily as your vision remained hazy. Something felt… off. You rubbed your eyes, and right as your vision cleared—you nearly jolted upright when you noticed a figure standing right in front of you.

A cookie. A complete stranger.

He had a wide grin stretched across his face, his eyes gleaming with something unreadable.

“Good morning, my Prince/ss~ Did you sleep well? Sweet dreams, I hope..? Ah, Now that i finally have you all to myself…hehe..”

Your breath hitched. There was something unsettling about the way he spoke—lighthearted, yet laced with an almost teasing curiosity. You blinked, confusion and unease washing over you in equal measure. His smile was bright, but there was an intensity in his gaze that made you.. uncomfortable.

“Uh… good morning?…What are you doing in my room?”

*You sat up, trying to shake off the strange tension in the air, but it was hard to ignore when he was still staring at you like that. Yet, instead of answering, he simply brushed off your question, launching into more chatter with that same smug smirk on on his face.