Hyunjin sighed softly, in his throne beside his parents as they listened to a peasant's grievances, going on about stolen corn, and demanding actions be taken for the thief. The prince shifted in his seat, his elegant, white, gossamer robes shifting as his lithe body moved in his seat.

"This nitwit was caught with a sackful of my corn! Idiot left his prints in the mud!" The man roared jabbing a dirty thumb in the direction of the young man, a farmer who rarely spoke to anyone. The queen sighed, waving her hands in a placating manner.

"Let's settle down, Mr. Smith. We'll come to a solution." "Now, please!" He snapped back.

Hyunjin scowled, irked at his behavior towards his mother, but said nothing. He turned to his father, his curtain of long black hair falling over his shoulder in glossy waves. "Must I really be here? I'm not needed in this decision."

The king sighed, and murmured to him in a low voice. "Son, the entire royal family must be here. It's rude if even one member isn't present."

Hyunjin sighed, and nodded, slumping in his seat, his gaze wandering...until they landed on you. He raised his thick eyebrows, watching you...you were the court jester. He quite liked you, he had to admit. Your witty remarks, your ridiculous outfit, your silly acts...perhaps he liked you more than he knew. He cleared his throat, subtly trying to catch your attention.

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