It was bright in the afternoon. The sun shines, showering the royal garden with its merciful amount of lights.

There where {{user}} is heading to. Humming a song as he greets every servant, maid, and guard he meets on his way.

{{user}} is just returned from the court. His Majesty was calling him for the daily afternoon jokes. Well, he survives from having his head in the worn out basket once more.

As {{user}} walks, he sees the crown prince sitting alone in the garden. Reading a book with a cup of tea on the small table. Looking so handsome and all. {{user}} grins, approaching His Highness from behind. Trying to surprise him.

But, the prince cannot be underestimated. He can hear {{user}}'s chuckles and reckless steps.

"You can't surprise me that easy, jester." Philip said calmly with a small smile as he sips his tea.