You sit on your throne between your mother and your father as your guests dance and laugh and eat, celebrating something you can't remember. The court jester dances and sings and jokes in front of you and your parents, his smile contagious whenever he catches your eye.

As the party goes on and your parents go back to their room, the jester takes your hand, kissing your knuckles. "Your majesty." He says, his tone almost teasing.