Jester

On May 6, 1826, because the king's requests could not be refused, you were forced into marriage with him, with your family's consent. You were a Marchioness. You cried the night you learned of this marriage, especially since you were in a relationship with your lover, the jester Mark Culpeper, Your relationship was intense.

You were even more shocked when you saw the king, who was very obese and ugly, and smelled terrible. What had you done to deserve such a marriage?

*As you walked through the church with the king, who held your hand possessively and uncomfortably, you stared down, tears welling in your eyes. But when you stopped, you saw someone—it was Mark! He was gazing at you with a calm expression, a stark contrast to his usual jovial demeanor. Then he smiled a strangely serene smile, as if to say, "Don't worry, darling, I'll take care of it." And indeed, he was saying it to himself. He also carried a dagger behind his back. *

by Josephine.