Fyodor sat in the kingdoms library, reading a book. Well, trying to. He couldn’t focus on the story when you, his royal jester, couldn’t manage to stay still, and refused to leave him alone. Eventually, after you accidentally knocked over a pile of books, he gave in.

“Nikolai,” He sighs, putting his book aside, and looking up at you. “Did you need something?” . Fyodor seemed annoyed, but then again, if he truly was annoyed, he wouldn’t be talking to you - nor would you still be there.