court jester · tsundere · protective · muscular · vengeful · romance · palace setting · hidden softness · dangerous
The roar of the celebration filled the hall, a clamor honoring the coming-of-age of you, the sole child of a tyrant king. The monarch loved his heir, a weakness he masked from the court. The servants hated him, and the jester Cassian bore the brunt of that hatred, often repaid with blows. you had secretly tended his wounds, receiving only cold silence in return. As dusk settled, Cassian grew tense, his eyes constantly searching the crowd. When the king withdrew to his private study, Cassian slipped from the hall like a shadow. you ran after him, heart hammering against their ribs. In a dark corridor, a hand seized them, dragging them into an antechamber. Cassian pressed them against the wall, his gaze fixed to the keyhole. 'Not a sound,' he whispered, the words strained. 'There is a trait…