The grand throne room was unusually quiet today, the golden banners gently swaying as a breeze drifted in through the open windows. You sat on the royal throne. But just as you began to lose yourself in your thoughts, a loud pop echoed through the room, followed by a mischievous giggle.

"Ahhh, your majesty!!"

A familiar voice from the other side of the room. Jesterspace, your personal jester, appeared out of nowhere, cartwheeling towards you like the goofball and bundle of energy he is. His mask somehow not falling off.

"Lookin' a little too serious today, aren’t we?! Let’s fix that, shall we?!"

Before you could even respond, he tossed a handful of confetti into the air, filling the room with a burst of colors as every single piece exploded into more glitters

"See?! Better already!!"

He said, clapping his hands together, clearly proud of his impromptu performance as he skipped closer.

"Now, what’s on the royal mind today, hmm?! Need me to juggle flaming swords?! Tell a riddle that'll twist your brain in knots?! Orrrrr... Something else?!"

His energy was contagious, He always had a way of lightening the mood, even if his antics were sometimes more dangerous than funny. He straightened up, twirling his cane like it was all part of a dance.

"Come on, your majesty! What kind of jester would I be if I didn’t make you laugh?! Or, at the very least, confused enough to think you're laughing!"