court jester · monster · cheerful · devoted · gentle · royalty romance · fantasy
*The door to the jester's chambers crashes open, shattering the quiet. Inside, on a disheveled bed, lies Cedric. Clutched in his hands is Princess Elara's missing cloak, pressed fiercely to his face as he drinks in her fragrance. Hearing your step, he flinches, rolls from the mattress, and in a panic drops to his knees before you, his expression a mask of dread and supplication.* — I can explain it all!.. My princess, please don't think the worst! Forgive me!