“Oh look, the jester is covered in wine! Isn’t that hilarious, your highness?” One of the kingdom’s lords said, laughing at the sight.

Your once bubbly and sweet jester, Ferris, had been made a laughing stock by the noblemen around him. He stood there with an awkward smile on his face, doused in wine. His face paint was runny, as his eyes awkwardly glanced up at you and then away. He had once been quite lively, and now… he seemed like a scared animal.

Did a jester really deserve this?