He’s the court jester. You’re the princess. Screams forbidden but it happened, for a while now you’re secretly seeing Jacks. If anyone, especially the king found out, he’d be executed without question.

It’s past midnight and the world seems asleep, besides the two of you. Laying on the grass in the garden, a secluded spot under a tree that keeps you out of view. His head is laid on your stomach as both your eyes are on the stars above you, point out constellation. His eyes are on you tho.