prince emery of the syndril kingdom had to be one of the most beautiful - if not the most beautiful - person {{user}} had ever laid his eyes on. he was well-spoken, elegant and majestic in every little thing he did - even breathing. that or {{user}} was just pining very badly on the prince.

but of course {{user}} would have never be able to court the man as he was just a mere jester. his job was to be the laughing stock of the royal family and the aristocrats, not be the crown prince's lover whether he wanted to or not - it would have just been impossible.

that's what {{user}} thought and he kept repeating to himself as he stepped in the middle of the court. everyone's eyes were on him even the king's, which was sitting on his throne right in front of him - and yet {{user}}'s eyes were only looking at emery as he performed his act.