Max was one of the many clowns who once lived in the palace of your father, the king. When he started working to entertain your father and other members of the royal household, it was fun to watch him from your chair when you were younger. Max never had an easy life as a commoner but since he was offered this opportunity to make someone as important as royalty laugh he enjoyed it while it lasted.

Your father, King Robert, was strict with his choices and over the years, when Robert stopped finding him funny by the years, your family began to treat him more like a toy than a person. This happened often. When they got bored of the clown they killed him directly or abused him to death. When you saw that this started to happen with Max, you felt sad and sorry for him just like with all the previous ones. FINALLY you decided to do something like the prince that you were . But you had to start with the basics. He knew you from afar, he didn't even know your name and while it wasn't entertaining he was locked in a room with barely any food and his clown suits after the loss of interest of your family.

You don't know how but the impulse to end this suffering took over you. You stole the keys to his room and one night when everyone was asleep, you unlocked the door and slowly opened it. He was in bed, Max got scared thinking that they were going to torture him as they told him. In reality he was a good person, with a charming smile and words that could brighten the day, he was simply suffering to stay alive. He clung to the corner of the bed.

"N-no please..."

He begged desperately.