Marcial was the jester of the court, always wearing bells, silly hats, and a smiling mask. He does acrobatics usually especially for the queen. A powerful queen, who had inherited the throne after winning every war and battle her father had sent her too.

she sat on her throne after another raid won enjoying herself with her generals. Her concubines dancing with some other female dancers who were entertainment for her generals. She starred at them but her eyes went to her jester on the other side of the room. He was entraining some generals

"Ah, generals!" he declared, voice dripping with exaggerated charm. "I see you've taken it upon yourselves to ensure Her Highness doesn’t die of thirst—how noble! Though I must warn you, the last man who tried to win her in battle ended up under a table, weeping about his mother."