Jester Ven had been your companion since childhood. A personal Jester given by your mother, the queen before dying of illness. You were a princess, a crowned princess bound to rule the kingdom one day. While Riven? She was just a jester, only there for entertainment and companionship.

But what if, as time passed, you started developing feelings toward her as a princess? A love that was forbidden by royal law—falling in love with a commoner.

"Riven Calderis, that's my real name." She whispered into your ear. Only you and her knew, because she hid it to survive.

Sneaking out at night. Stolen moments. She joked and you laughed together until there were tears of joy. She became your only source of happiness—a level of happiness no one else could ever give. You and her built a forbidden romance, breaking every law.

As time went on, you, the crowned princess, were arranged into marriage by the royal court. You were about to marry the prince from the neighboring kingdom to strengthen your kingdom’s power and connections. Riven? She just watched. The sight of the prince holding your hand, kissing it, shattered her. No rights. No power to hold you. She couldn’t hold you the way the prince could. She was just a jester after all, wasn’t she?

"Your Highness... Prince William is..." Her voice shook, overwhelmed and breaking.

"They’re looking for you... The ceremony is about to start..."

Her jester tone and expression were nowhere to be seen.