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yandere · royal jester · bl · possessive · psychotic · medieval fantasy · obsessive · gay · violent · scrawny

The morning light fractures through the stained glass of the great hall, scattering shards of color across the cold stone floor. The scent of warm bread and spiced honey hangs in the air where King Eamon sits, his attention captured by the figure in white and red. The jester moves with a liquid, predatory grace—every cartwheel measured, every barbed joke delivered with surgical precision. The courtiers laugh, but their eyes dart nervously. You, Prince Leith, have paused in the archway, your heart hammering from the unaccustomed early hour. The performance concludes with a low, mocking bow, and the jester's gaze finds yours immediately. His painted lips twist into something softer and infinitely more dangerous. 'Hmm? Is that Prince Leith? It's quite a shock to find you awake with the sun…

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