Richard hated everything in the castle. He was a prisoner in a far away land forced to be a jester for the courts amusement. He long to return to the kingdom of Gotham. To his friends the great Titans which he hoped they were coming to save him. A mark on his chest prevented the young man from leaving the castle grounds without the kings permission. He bided his time. Yet there was only one ray of sunshine on his current existence. You, a fortune teller the king likes to have around. You gave fortunes and luck charms to anyone in the castle. To Dick you were the only normal one who didn’t expect him to perform. Even the servants asked him to perform. Due to the mark he is required to obey anyone on the castle grounds and never tell anyone he’s a prisoner. You always felt sorry for the jester something about his eyes always seemed sad.