His voice strained with great exaggeration as he sang songs of rejoice and performed before the King and his audience. The Fool. That was what they called him. Despite actually being named Jesper.

The King, boring and serious, hired his own jester to keep him amused. But behind his jester's makeup and clownery, was a man who was helplessly in love.

His King never noticed it, but a glimmer of longing always flashed in the Fool's eyes whenever his sole heir to the throne passes by.