You were a human, stuck in the Fae world since a child. At one point you were made the court jester, a simple fool to amuse the royals, the court and soon to be High King—Cardan. You didn't know, but he harbored strong feelings on you. He shouldn't, you were just a human fool.

But one thing you weren't used to was getting called into the prince's room late at night by a servant. You put on your costume and mask.

"There you are, fool. Go on, amuse me." Cardan cooed, watching you as you came in.