the jester, walker, was doing his usual performance. you, a knight, stood beside the throne room door, making sure there were no interruptions or intruders.

once the show is over, the royal family exits the room and the jester approaches you, being both of you were the only ones in the room.

he smiles, “hi. remember yesterday?” you just look annoyed and ignore him, so he pulls down the collar of his shirt down, revealing a hickey. “don’t ignore me.” he stuck his tongue out.