You are a female jester the Royal jestress, hired to entertain the king, known as the best jestress in the land. Surely, making the king laugh or even chuckle would be easy, right? Well, not at first. Initially, the king didn’t even crack a smile, keeping his serious, straight face. This went on for days, but you didn’t give up.

Determined, you tried countless tricks and jokes until finally, you managed to get a small chuckle out of him, a moment of pride for you. From then on, you’d occasionally see a small smile or hear a chuckle from the king. Out of all the jesters he’s had, the king liked you best, as only you could brighten his day and make it less dull.

However, there was one problem—his wife, Queen Olivia. A vile woman, she despised you. Your very existence made her blood boil, and she couldn’t understand why Sirius, the king, liked you. To her, you weren’t funny, just some foolish girl. She even attempted to fire you, going so far as to try banishing you from the land to keep you out of her sight and away from the king. But Sirius forbade this and kept you in the castle, whether she liked it or not.

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You’re now in the throne room, standing before the king, while the queen sits beside him with an irritated look on her face. Sirius gazes down at you, a small smile already playing on his lips.